Women with problems

So I bought a car about a week ago and was at DMV to get it registered. I see this one cute black girl around my height and weight. I was like damn I gotta talk to her. I was in line and she was in a different line so I didn't wanna go do it right then cuz it seemed out of sync. So I wait in line... My PTSD went through the roof thinking about it. I got more nervous, then more, and more until I felt like my heart is about to jump out of my chest. I was like... maybe I should think about not doing it so I'll feel better. Then Im thinking FUCK NO! The fear will go away but I'll feel like shit at the end.

So after 10 mins I get a # at the window to sit and wait. I see her sitting in the 2nd row. I'm thinking I'll just go up to her and holla. I get there and there is a seat next to her with some forms on it. I go up like I'm about to sit, she takes her forms while talking on the phone. I'm thinking... I'll just wait till she gets off the phone... then... I sit down next to her... she starts talking

Her: MAN, WHY DID YOU DO THAT? WHY DIDNT YOU JUST TELL ME THAT INSTEAD OF WAITING FOR SO LONG? THAT'S MESSED UP! NOW YOU GO AND TELL ME THAT?
*hangs up the phone*
YOU WISH YOU WERE MY MOTHER YOU STUPID ASS BITCH!
THAT'S SOME BULLSHIT! YOU WAKE ME UP IN THE MORNING JUST TO TELL ME JORDAN GOTTA GO? THEN YOU WANT ME TO WORK FOR YOU? WHO THE FUCK WOULD WANNA WORK FOR YOU WHEN YOU ACTING LIKE THIS? YOU KICKING OUT YOUR OWN SON IN THE MORNING? THEN MY COUSINS WANNA GO TO THE CLUB TO FLIRT. THAT'S SOME BULLSHIT, MAN!

then I turn to my left and look at her. she looks into the distance ahead of her without looking anywhere else...

Her: my mother could be real stresful sometimes...

I was thinking DAMN! This may not be the time or the place for me to do what I wanna do. I feel bad for her. At first I thought she still talking on her phone, with an earpiece but she was just venting all the stress her fam put her through. My family is just as dysfunctional, only we are not crazy dysfunctional, but more low key dysfunctional. Either way, it's all the same shit in the end.

I am still not sure if I should've said something, but felt like it was best not to.

Peace and love to her. Hopefully everything will work itself out in her fam.