4.0 college GPA, Gay, and stressed (in the closet with Redneck parents)

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I've been hiding the fact that I am gay for about 7 years consciously now and I am getting so tired of it. I live in a dinky southern Ohio town and everyone here is either straight or in the closet. The few gays that are out get bullied so much that they either commit suicide or they are so socially destroyed that they become emo and very dark. Their lives are ruined. I obviously don't want this to be me and I was lucky enough to be one of the masculine gays that can hide my sexuality. But, it is so hard every day hearing people discriminate against gays... especially when your mother is one of those people. My mom not knowing that I'm gay just basically keeps the flow of insults flowing. Its nice to know how she feels about me but I hate that she thinks we are disgusting and going to hell. Not to mention while she is saying this stuff she is looking at me expecting me to agree with her. Leaving me no choice but to agree with her and laugh it off and then run off to my room depressed. I work full time and go to college with 19 credit hours. My parents wont help me with my college and I have a full ride but have to pay for my books with my own cash. I work so I wont have debt but also, so that I can afford to go see a guy I like that lives 70 miles away. This is one of few gays that I find attractive that is also not wanting just sex and the cost of gas to go see him is ridiculous. I guess I am writing this to just share my depression with the world as sad as it sounds. I apologize. I need advice as to when I should tell my parents ( if ever) and maybe if there are any parents out there... how would you want your kid to tell you? Right now I'm planning on getting my Phd in pharmacy and then also getting my masters in Pharmacology and moving to CA. After that I plan on telling them and depending on how it goes possibly never talking to them again. I am just scared of being alone. I want to be somewhere that I wont be judged anymore and the constant stress of having to hide who I am even to my friends is just too much. I don't believe in suicide but seriously contemplate what the meaning of me being here is. Why was I put on this earth to be discriminated against, to question if I am going to heaven, to feel like I have to become a doctor so if I lose my family I can support myself. Once again sorry for throwing all this out here but it feels better to let it all go. Also ignore my grammar and horrible limited vocabulary, I wrote this in a hurry and I promise I can be more intellegent but I just worked 9 hours and cleaned 8 cabins.