Hey, if it's ok with you, I'm going to tell you a little bit about me, because I could have written your op, still could and, in fact, have in the past.
My mother said similar things. I could write a long list of things 'wrong' with me, that my mother didn't like, but I couldn't tell you a single thing she liked about me.
But I had similar things, long lists of reasons why I am unloveable. Everything from every aspect of my physical appearance from my head to toe, personality, character traits... she continually dismantled me from the outside in. She told me she didn't like me, love me and all the reasons why no one else would either.
I can't afford therapy so I'm self helping where I can and keeping myself shut away where I can't.
I also find it easy to make friends but find it difficult to maintain and sustain them. And don't even get me started on romantic relationships..! I'm single, with a very small handful of simple friendships without emotional closeness (with one exception).
I do want to offer you one ray of hope. My children are amazing and they do love me. I didn't trust it for years, but my son is now 17 and by the time I was his age, I was a sad and confused broken mess of a girl. My thinking was erratic, I was socially isolated and already on anti depressants and in hypnotherapy for panic attacks all caused by a lifetime of emotional abuse and suffering. I didn't love my mother by then.
But my son? He couldn't be more different. He tells me he loves me, he hugs me, he is confident and kind and funny and thoughtful and caring and happy and self assured... and my daughter is going the same way. They couldn't be more different to me at their ages!
I wasn't born broken, I was made that way by a damaged mother who punished me for her own perceived failings and anger, and my inability to make it all right.
The one thing I can see is that I am a much better mother to them than she was to me and it sounds as though you are heading the same way.
It feels transient at the moment because, if you are anything like me, you tell yourself they don't love you, they just need you and that, as soon as they see the real you, they will be off. I thought the same, but those children love the mother who loves them.
Be kind to yourself x