Gosh, Gotcha, your list of options sounds like my mother could have written it.
A man, any man, would have been better from her perspective.
Then, it wasn't because I was gay--she was certain I was under the influence of some hypnotic lesbian spell cast by my girlfriend (and let me tell ya, the first girlfriend couldn't cast anything much).
Then there was the whole idea that being gay was the same thing as being an alcoholic or a drug addict, and I could "stop if I wanted to." (And for those of you who are straight and think this might work, ask yourself if some counseling and prayer would make you want to be gay? Nope. Didn't think so.)
Then she suggested that I could feel gay, but just not act on it--live a celibate life alone.
And finally, she suggested it would be better if I were dead than a homosexual.
Guess what, Gotcha. She was WRONG on all counts. As you've seen from many of the responses here, healthy parents don't reject their children when they disagree with them, with they disapprove of them, or when they don't understand them. My mother was--and is--terribly unhealthy.
I've been out for 26 years now. We've had a lot of rough spots, and I'd still say that things aren't particularly good. And, since I was quite young--18--when I was first "cut off" by her (she didn't speak to me for close to nine years--I'd walk into the room, and she'd walk out), I have suffered from low self-esteem, depression and pain like only you would believe. I even attempted suicide (at 19 and again at 21).
I highly recommend therapy. It's helped me to take responsibility for myself and to accept my mother as she is. 26 years later, I've been happily partnered to a wonderful woman for 15 years, and my mother is actually pleasant to my "friend," though she still can't bear to refer to her as my partner. It's better than it was, and I've learned to live with that.
Hang in there. Feel free to pm me if you'd like.
Jankyn