I agree with you about the tide turning. Someone else said earlier that this is a net positive. The only beef I'd have with that is that by making it "safe" to be out, it creates a cushion of "niceness" around what is actually a deep hatred. It's containment through kindness and compassion. But I definitely also see how different this is than when I was at BYU. I remember sitting on the lawn in front of the honors building with a guy from my mission who was gay, and him explaining to me why he was going to get married to his fiancée. It upsets me nearly 20 years later, remembering him sobbing as he convinced himself it was the right thing to do.
The problem is really a personal one, that my wounds are still there underneath my sarcastic bitter exterior. And when I hear those kids talking like that, while standing on campus, all I can think of is either a) my own pain at that age or b) their pain (evident in many of their voices) which then triggers all the memories.
In my day to day life, I just don't have to deal with this anymore, so when it gets brought up it tends to hit harder than perhaps it should. Also, I'm a bit sensitive because I had a kid blow up at me yesterday in class for assignment an Allen Ginsburg poem where he talks about gay sex (for about 2 lines out of 500).
ETA: I don't know much about the "It Gets Better" meme, but this strikes me as a hijacking of the theme, wherein people are encouraging others to stay with their abusers. Or am I misreading this?
Yes. Emphatically. It gets better by coming out and agreeing to the terms set by your abusers. Blech.
Also, regarding your friend in your previous comment, that's really the crime of the church. Despite their exterior niceness, they still pathologize and medicalize homosexuality; it's a disease that can be cured through hard work and professional therapy. This creates such a mindfuck—self hatred, self-disgust, self-aversion—that it's no wonder your friend lashes out in hatred, anger, and fear at the world.