I finally read the whole thing. The word that comes to mind is "unremitting." He must name over a hundred details from the closely-read book and interprets--or just declares--each one to be proof of my worthlessness.

If I suffered from imposter syndrome, this would be the dreaded exposure of the horrible truth about me, but I don't, so it's not. It's certainly an impressively complete theory.

And I just marvel--and feel sort of honored--at someone taking so much trouble about such a thing.