Get Well Soon, Bitch

It's so disturbing and so disconcerting about how much people care what others think about them, or what they view them as. It seems as if the mirror now has a way to voice its opinions. But mostly, it's the ugly truth. Or is it?
When we look at the mirror, why is it human nature to always look at the flaws first than to appreciate the beauty being reflected back? It's something which happens with every soul out there, because apparently nobody is good enough for anyone. And if the occasional optimist has the sunny nature and the outlook to positively point out the beauty, then he/she is labelled as being an unrealist, or in other words, in need of a reality check, and STAT.
But the real situation here is that why do people care about others? Is it just something as mundane as day to day gossip, or is it of a more sinister nature? Today, I was enlightened from an inside source that it might be more than just to past the time.
It's called being a pathological and psychological disorder, highly compulsive in nature. It takes root from being highly unsatisfied with their own lives, and in drastic need of spice to brighten up their boring and hum-drum days. The possibility of envy also arises, but it's quite confusing as they quite blatantly shun yet desire it. Is that possible? Maybe for pathological and psychological disorderly people, it indeed is.
What really surprises me is that when people spout off things without thinking, they don't realize and take a look at themselves. It's quite pathetic, but we should pity them. After all, they are sick, aren't they? Suffering from this isn't easy at all, or so I've heard. Obsessively concentrating on other people's in's and out's must be quite exhausting, and requires a lot of willpower, but these people already have weak minds from the disorder, so it must be doubly tedious.
I'm full of pity and sorrow at their condition, and it makes me feel guilty. If only I could do something to help them. I could keep providing them amusing stories and anecdotes to ease their minds, or I could pick out a get well soon teddy bear and TCS it to them.
I think the former idea is the better one, but the teddy bear just might make their condition better. Sympathy's a big healer, isn't it?