All my life I have been repelled by my "real" father. He has abused me emotionally, and physically. He would tell me that I was worthless, that all I did was hurt him, that I am unlovable, I could go on. Deep inside something told me that he wasn't my real father, that my real father was some one else. Not long ago, I had a dream, the God Neptune came to me. He greeted me with a smile and told me that he was my real father, that I didn't need to take any heed to the hurtful things my "father" said to me because he, the God Neptune was my real father. He reminded me that I am loved, that I am a child of the Sea, and that he would be there to guide me when I felt hopeless. Then he took me into his arms and embraced me. I felt so peaceful and like finally the question in my heart had been answered. I've had a few dreams about Neptune since then and I always felt better, although a little confused when I woke up.
All my life I've tried my best not to be delusional or to jump to wild conclusions. Apart of me is very happy that Neptune came to me. Then there is the more "human" part of my mind that tells me I am a huge bitch for even thinking of such things about my father. I've reported my abuse to friends and family and they all tell me that my father loves me and that his abuse is his way of expressing his love for me. These answers always leave me feeling so unsatisfied and everything inside me screams, "THEY'RE WRONG!"
So, what are your thoughts? Am I crazy? Or is there something more to this mystery?