This feels like a brutal rating to give but honestly, the almost but not quite Christianity-apologist (as in, INTENSE CHRISTIAN) nature, the absolute wealth of homophobia and self-hatred that came along with it was just too sad. I get that the author wanted to make this statement, to go into the depths of how harmful these anti-gay religions can be, but when we already live in that reality every day, to have a fictional book that goes just as hard and heavy is tiring. This couldn't be classed as 'bury your gays' trope, but it feels a bit like, 'throw acid on your gays', so they're sticky and painful and scarred.