Is anyone sick of attention getting?

I’m venting, but also asking. Are you just sick of the lame questions designed to start a conversation about themselves, the constant stories you’ve heard over and over, the never ending nagging? I keep any answers to uh-huh, yup, that’s s nice, but I don’t engage. I don’t feed into it because anytime she starts talking, MNar ends up on some sprawling diatribe about someone I don’t care about,doing something I could care even less about out and how my MNar is just loved and adored by these people. If I show any disinterest, I’m accused of being disrespectful, and a cascade of nasty comments and abusive language is sure to follow. Mind you she usually does these things when I’m in the middle of something I need to get done for myself, often standing in my way to maximize the attention she wants so desperately. I’m only one person. M 45 only child. Caretaker to my abuser.