Driving back to AZ through Southern California, I had to pee really bad, so wife took the he next freeway exit. We stopped at a hole in the wall donut shop and wife, paying customer, got a donut. I asked to use the restroom and was told they were out of order. Walked next door to a gas station, no restrooms (locked). Told I would gladly buy something. Denied. Out of order. Walked to the hotel next to that. Explained that I just needed to use the restroom. Wouldn’t even let me in the lobby. Walked next door to a Denny’s, refused to give me the door code. Explained that I just needed to pee and have been to 4 places near by. Drove to another gas station down the block, was denied again after saying I’d buy something. Really about to piss myself at this point. Have a complete mental breakdown in the parking lot in front of my wife. Was humiliated. Finally had to beg a Wing Stop to let me pee, like a subservient dog begging to be let outside. If it had been diarrhea I would have shit myself. I feel like a toddler. Was humiliating that a grown adult has to be denied basic bodily functions during a road trip. Today I was pushed to my breaking point and completely lost it. This entire ordeal has broken me. Dehumanized me.