So you think how you treat others doesn't matter?

I sit on my balcony and look at the people passing by, couples with or without kids. Without asking permission, a tear rolls down from the corner of my eye all the way to my chin. These endearing images make me remember my childhood. Although, my childhood has never been this blissful and careless. I grew up during communism until I was 11. I don't remember much of that era besides standing alone in line, waiting to buy food. I've always been a loner.. played by myself, studied by myself. Now as an adult I understand the importance of all that I never experienced. The summer camps I never went to. And now that I can rationalize my mistakes in life, I understand the importance of the right kind of parenting. The kind that would teach a child self respect and self esteem, the kind that would give the child affection and understanding. I'm not calling my parents, bad parents.. rather inexperienced parents, self-absorbed parents. Maybe it was the way those times were, or their upbringing. I never felt their support or their love. I don't think they knew how much their lack of affection would influence my life. I've spend all my life trying to grasp for the love and affection I lacked. I thought I reached it, several times, I felt it with the tips of my fingers just before it vanished.
I always seem to reach a point in my conversations with myself when I lament about the world and people. I have no doubt there are good people out there. I know a few. But most of the people I meet are self-absorbed and aren't giving another person a moment's thought. Do you ever wonder how many people feel lonely even while being in a crowd? Not because they are alone, but because they are judged. How many of us haven't done this? Looked at another human being and think they are useless.. or ugly. Not giving that person the chance to show you who they really are inside. We look, we label and we discard.
How sad is our world.. when people are treated like things.