My sympathies. I ended up getting myself fired from a pretty darn good job because just such a person drove me insane. I would excuse myself to go to the bathroom to get away from her and she would just follow me in there and keep on talking. My brother is a therapist but her brother was a lawyer. It was torture for me. It was torture for everybody who sat near her. You know that scene in Gone With The Wind, where they show the so-called hospital during the war, and first they focus in on a small group, then the camera pulls back and back and back, then you get this super wide view of broken bodies? - thats what our work area would look like after she had a particularly wild day - we were defeated and just lying down dead.