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Do you want an honest answer?
My youngest son, now 29, is homosexual. Starting in high school, his behavior and the way he responded to family and friends began to be antagonistic.
He had been pure delight, loved beyond words (and still is), surrounded by friends, and every opportunity to have a happy life. But he was drifting away from all of us, like watching someone caught in an undertow, nothing pulled him back.
It took me several years to see that he wasn't struggling to do right, but he was determined to go this way. The day came when he said as much.
Two things: The anguish all of this causes is worse than death. He left home so young and naive, I grieved for where this would take him. Indeed, in less than a year he was hiv+. So sure, it sounds crazy to you that this mother would hack her son's email, but that mother would go to the ends of the earth to help her son. We went through the same sort of thing because we were frantic.
The second point: The years go by with no word from our son.
I love my son, hardly an hour goes by I don't think about him. But with time, I think about things he did, said, places he went, and slowly my eyes are open to the years of endless lies and deceits. You see homosexuality is not normal, and they know it. They must lie to themselves to quiet their conscience, and that becomes a way of life...lies to themselves, and lies to everyone they love.
Oh my, the times our son has asked for help and then stabbed us in the back. For our own sanity, we have to question everything he has said.
There's the homely saying about walking in another’s shoes to understand their situation, and this is one of those times. Because everything around us is trying to make this behavior acceptable, we are not hearing the truth that this lifestyle not only destroys the person, but is just awful for the family and people that love him.
Like a world of other things, the powers that be, the press, etc. are not telling the truth about the dark side of homosexuality.

Oh my, the times our son has asked for help and then stabbed us in the back.

One of my former teachers went through the same thing with her son. When he finally came home to them, he came home to die. He never heard another word from any of 'his friends'. His REAL FRIENDS took care of him while he was on his death bed.

I'm sorry this has happened to you but never stop loving him. He knows who really cares about him but just can't force himself to believe it.

I know many people against/hates homosexuality. I don't know anyone who is against/or hates the PERSON. I certainly don't.

As a hospice volunteer I do as much for an HIV patient as I do for any other patient. When they are laying there looking for someone to care there is no way I could turn my back on them. And I can assure you I don't know any professional healthcare provider that will turn their back either.