Ow Sputnik, they are just unbearable when they are like that aren't they.
I've just put DS up to bed too. He was fine when he came home from school, but then said that he didn't want tea. I made him come to the table. He told me he wasn't eating that filth , so I sent him to the step and finished my meal. I tried to talk to him and he just stood there and screamed at me that i was nasty and evil and he hated me and my stupid cooking and he wasn't eating it. I told him to go to bed or I would carry him up and he screamed at me some more saying you can't you're not strong enough (he's right), so I grabbed his wrist and had to drag him upstairs. Next he wouldn't get undressed so I had to do it and he was screaming ang trying to bite me, then took my hand and tried to make me punch myself and he was laughing, but in a manic way not a funny way and has refused to put his pjs on. So, I've left him up there sitting on the floor in the scud. I managed to stay calm throughout though and didn't shout at him
And......breathe.