My DH says that everyone in my family must have been vaccinated with phonograph needles. We just can't stop talking. And, we're redundant. And when we get on the phone with each other...well, let's just say we're lucky we share the same wireless network or we'd be in trouble. What's worse is that we
know how we are. But we just can't stop.
It's pathological.
My father was a narcissistic snowflake of the highest order. And everything,
everything came back to being about him.
He was his own favorite subject - and he'd just never shut up.
Unfortunately, I think we learned his communication style. See? I'm doing it
right now. I can't stop!
Actually, EMuir, I suspect your sister may not be aware she's doing this. We verbose ones usually don't. And even when we do, it's a different matter entirely
making it stop. Even though we'd really, really like to. We just don't know how. It's ingrained habit, and probably a harder addiction to break than heroin. It's even worse when we get nervous.
I think the only way you can really make any progress is to interrupt her and re-direct the conversation and do it consistently. That's the only way to help her, I think. And take her aside - privately - and have a serious, but kind, heart-to-heart talk with her about her communication style.
I hope this helps. And I apologize for myself and my too-talkative brethren - I really think most of us don't realize we do it, and don't mean to be rude - even though it is.
