I know how ridiculous this sounds, I really do. I'll try to fill in the background so it makes sense, sorry if this is long.
DP and I have been together for about a year and a half coming up to two years now. I have DS from a previous relationship who is 3.9 and DP is very involved with him, thinks of him and treats him as though he was his own son. We are both young, I've just turned 24 and DP is about to in a few weeks.
Back in February, he told me he'd applied for a job in Germany. He stressed that it was very early stages, he'd put the application in on a whim, and he asked what I thought. He said that if I didn't want to go/him to go, he would not take the job if offered it. I was a little apprehensive at first but I told him he must apply for it, definitely, and we'd see what happened - basically I couldn't see a good reason to refuse the opportunity. It's not just that the job is in Germany, either - it's in a field he'd always wanted to work in and he was unhappy in his current (unrelated) job.
Anyway, so as the application process went on and he got through the various stages he allowed himself to get excited about it more and more, and shortly after he'd first asked me, I had been looking up stuff online, talking to MNers in Germany etc, and I was really excited about the possibility too, because it's always been a dream of mine to go and live in another country for a year or two, and in my fantasy, I've always imagined doing it with small children, before they started school but old enough to take it in and gain something from it. So it's the perfect time and a fantastic chance to take something that I'd mentally written off when I had DS so young. We planned together that if he got the job, he would go out first, as there is accommodation provided by the company but it's more for singles than families, we had no spare money at the time he was applying, so no chance to save anything up to all move out together. The plan is he'll stay in this temporary accommodation for 2-3 months and save up for a small one bed or studio apartment, get a six month lease on this which will last up until about February time, and we'll go out after Christmas so that we can househunt together for a bigger place. This also means that DP can spend Christmas here which we hope softens the blow for all our families as we can spend Christmas together.
Now to the actual point of my post - he's staying in this shared house and working in an office full of other young 20something people. Which means, inevitably, he's being invited on nights out a lot, and I'm finding this really hard as a contrast with my life, where I'm now a single parent with precious little childcare and everyone at my work is in their early 20s as well, and hardly ever ask me to come out with them even though I'd love a night out. And I know that I made a choice to have a child young, but I feel so cheated, because at the time I made that decision I was in a horrible abusive relationship which so distorted my thinking that I thought that I was done with all of that.
But anyway. I haven't mentioned this to DP because I feel so horrible that I am jealous of him getting to have a life, but he has mentioned to me that he feels he should turn down invitations and stuff, because when me and DS come out, he will have to stop going out "and that will suck". And I said of course he wouldn't have to stop going out, I'm not a monster who will stop him from having a life, as long as he's not out all hours every night, I wouldn't mind, but he said that I would get upset because he gets to have a life and I don't, and he's right :( but I don't want to feel like this. I just feel like it's going to be a massive thing for me moving, and he gets to meet all of these people through his job and have a career, and I won't be able to do that, all of my friends are here.
God, I'm rambling now, I'm sorry. I've had a glass of wine and it's gone to my head now so I'm probably making no sense, but I just, I don't know. I want to know how I can control my overwhelming feelings of jealousy that he gets to have a life and I don't. Because I don't want to tell him to stop, and I know I'm being irrational. I'll get my turn, I suppose.