I was a kid like that.
I didn’t mind going on short term exchange programs, didn’t mind going overseas as an au pair for six months during a gap year, was happiest during my junior year abroad, but I was scared about going away to college and stayed within a 1,5 h drive, going home every weekend until after my junior year abroad.
I somehow felt that I could handle the adventure, but not the mundane.
FWIW, I still wish I had been able to start out at a school that wasn’t a regional suitcase school like mine. It often felt like everyone up and left on Friday afternoon, and the kids who stayed on the weekends complained about feeing bored and lonely. It got better in the upper years. I would carefully look at the community and the weekend programming. Being tethered to home for too long isn’t a good thing for a young adult.