People in general just aren't as bad as you say they are. All this "shaming" that you claim people are eager to put on you is really you shaming yourself. I have a B.A. plus a year of graduate study. I've spent most of my life working at a job that required 1 year of vocational training. Then I progressed to a job that required only an associate degree. Nobody cares. It sounds to me like you've internalized some snobbish prejudices. Then you project them onto the world at large. Yes, there are miserable, shallow people in the world. I believe you that your parents belong in that category. So move on. There are lots of people in the world who are every bit as nice as you are, and even nicer.

You are way too invested in throwing an interminable pity party for yourself. I totally believe you that your parents didn't meet your emotional needs. That can't be changed. What's hurting you the most is not your history of being neglected as a child. It is the way you think about it: "I was psychologically neglected. My needs weren't met. That damaged me. I can't recover from it." Bologna. People recover from worse. They bear scars and vulnerabilities, but it is possible to move on. You are embracing failure as your identity. You see yourself as the protagonist in a grand tragic drama. Try writing a new script.

I don't mean to be insensitive to your pain. Your pain is deep and it is real. You have put forth some staunch effort to achieve the education that you have amassed. Yes, you've made strenuous effort. Academic degrees just aren't the pathway to employment success that many have hoped they would be. You have lots of company in dealing with that disappointment. I deal with it, myself.

Start accepting that there are lots of nice people in the world. Do the best you can on whatever job you can hold. Stop harshly judging people you haven't even met. If you have limitations in your abilities, accept that and work around them.

I watched a documentary about people recovering from bad childhoods. A young woman in this film had been raised by her dope-addict/prostitute mother. When she was 4 her mother rented her out to pedophiles. She escaped that life and was now involved in doing outreach to others in bad home situations. She found great meaning in her life. She had very little education, so she was not familiar with all the psych theories about how damaged one can be by poor/bad parenting. Sooner or later we each have to parent ourselves.