Is it my fault that I live with this darkness?

There is such a deep, bottomless darkness inside me that I cannot get rid of that darkness inside me. My mother left us at a young age. My father is an indifferent father who cries every day. I never had a boyfriend because no man was interested in me. No one told me I was beautiful because I wasn't attractive and beautiful like other girls. I know that I cannot be the most important and valuable person in anyone's life, that I am not valuable and special like other women, that I will always remain worthless and ugly, and that no man will consider me worthy of being a mother.
Is it my fault that I live with this darkness?
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