Wondering what the hell...

I am doing right now - I am sitting at the councilor office at the school I have decided to at least attempt taking a class at. I am nervous as a motor skooter. I haven't sat in a class of any type since 2000. At the very earilest.... I've sat here looking at these three sentences for at least fifteen minutes. I can't not do something though. I have to move forward and to do that I gotta take at least one step. But what if this is the wrong thing for me to do? What if I'm just flying on a whim - what if I am no better prepared to be a student now than I was at 19? 20? and how am I supposed to fix the F-d up grades I got and possibly graduate? If I don't how will I expect my child to look at me? How can I ask her to believe me when I say - she has to go to college? That its the new highschool and she only has the choice of school after she gets her bachelors? How can I give her every opportuinty I can if I'm trying to get these opportunities for myself? I don't know anything except I wish there were easy answers to these questions, and I know there isn't. I know I have to move. My feet feel so heavy, clumsy and I wish I could make them light and sure. I wish I could make them light and sure.