OMG, that`s awful, Ken! I bet that wasn`t God; that was the devil pretending to be God; don`t believe that you will never ahve a decent relationship; that`s probably not true!
I also had a horrible dream once; it was where me and my bf were feeding our infant son, he was sitting in his little infant seat, and hthen he sto^pped eating and making noise and his head sagged and he was still and my bf said`"Poor baby. He just died." Then I woke up and my baby was making noise like he was hungry and I was so happy to go feed him and change his sh***y diapers! And I kept saying,`"I`m so happy you`re alive; I`m so happy I`m changing your poopy diaper right now and that you`re making noise and trying to get attention and just peed all over the place while I was changing you!"
I had several dreams in which I died too, and some in which my father died, and some in which my mother died, starting when I was 10. In one of them I walked into my mother`s bedroom, she was old (or at least looked old; her hair was white) and sick and I realized she was dead, and she was lying in bed, and I talked to her and tried to wake her up but it was too late, and I got into bed with her and rubbed my teddy bear against her face and apologized for not giving her enough attention and affection while she was still alive to appreciate it, and that made me so sad for at least a month; I cried every day about it. That dream also had a soundtrack; some music I found depressing; and that made it worse. It made it sweet in a way, but worse for me maybe.