Over the past ten years, the most torturous part was probably not the attacks themselves, but the eerie feeling that ‘the whole world knows, and only I am guessing.’ Countless strangers possessed an unsettlingly distorted grasp of my privacy, hurling groundless degradation and humiliation at me. It was like countless funhouse mirrors, trying to mold you into a madman, a failure, a sinner.” Yes, it really was like that. It felt as though the entire world knew, yet I had no idea what was happening, nor why. Why did they make me guess? Why? This eerie sensation of “the whole world knows, and only I am guessing” is precisely where this covert repression—the ultimate state-machine version of the gaslighting effect —reaches its most sinister and inhumane peak. The reason they force you to guess, the reason they trap…