melt down

I took my youngest boy to preschool today and he had a major fit. He just started freaking out about being at preschool. He was screaming and kicking saying he wanted to go home. All the teachers and parents were watching my son kicking a wall and screaming at the top of his lungs. I felt like I was a inch tall. If someone right then offered me a drink I would have slammed it down. I just took him straight home, because my head was spinning out of control. My head still hurts from the whole ordeal. It is a bitch sometimes dealing with life on life's terms, but the alternative just isn't worth it anymore.