I feel I've finally reached a breaking point with my field experience. Just some background information. When I started the field experience, I had a bad virus and missed the first week. Additionally, the master teacher was absent and because I didn't know if I should have stayed in the classroom or not, as I didn't know the policy, I left the day. Because the master teacher expressed some concerns about my absence indirectly, I agreed to work additional hours. After being observed by the supervising professor and verbally abused in front of the kids, I started missing days because of the stress. I started getting migraines. This past week I've had over ten of them. I missed one and half days last week. I saw the doctor on Friday and she said my blood pressure was through the roof. This was rather shocking since I usually have low blood pressure. Being the daughter of two teachers, I know absences are really unacceptable among teachers and I rarely miss anything, but this program is starting to affect my health. This morning I got an email from my master teacher who I thought I was coming in today. Today is usually the day of the week where I don't work. She said she wanted to talk to me and she said the supervising professor was going to speak as well. It was a minor email and I understand why she sent it. If I was in that position, I would have sent a very similar email. However, it was my breaking point. Not to get into too much information, I have PTSD. It is a chronic condition, but I'm very emotionally stable. I've haven't had a flashback in over five years. Well, I had one this morning and it was pretty bad. I called my advisor who was extremely sweet. She gave me the option of taking a medical withdrawal or working it out with my supervising professor. She said that I'm not alone in this situation. I really want to be a teacher. I love kids. I feel very strongly this is my calling. I know it isn't an easy profession. Like I said, my parents are both teachers. They've never seen anything like this. What should I do? I don't want to quit. I love those kids and I don't want to abandon them, but I just can't handle this abuse, both physically and emotionally.