With my ex-T (the one with the pet rock) I had an emotional break down and left. She had her chair so close to mine and was touching me after I begged her to stop. I stood up, kicked the trash can, screamed at her to stop touching me and asked her if she typed up her degree and printed it and asked how she passed collage but maybe her rock could give a better answer. I then left and slammed the door behind me. I could not take her talking to the rock or touching me anymore.