I feel as if this comic almost isn't meant to be criticized, which is a large part of why I can't bring myself to like it. The experience of reading it is similar to having a friend dump all their problems on you to be listened to, validated and unconditionally accepted without considering how you may feel about that responsibility. 

The 'realization' Grace finally has at the end regarding how he treats his partners is one rather immature for a grown adult, and maybe that's his point, but he seems to shy away from truly confronting his own behaviors. I'm assuming the people he writes about really exist, but I'd be overjoyed to be told otherwise since the harsh honesty he reserves almost exclusively for those who are strangers to us is extremely uncomfortable. 

I congratulate Grace on the bravery it must have involved to create this work and hope he has been doing better both emotionally and physically in recent years, but I will most likely avoid reading any more of his memoirs.