I got this alot in my family, not from my Dad, from older brothers and sister. Constantantly told I was miserable and sulky, my mood affected everyone else , made them miserabe, if I was in a good mood that was insensitive to others unhappiness, told people outside the family were always judging me (actually they were but should it have mattered?), I was responsible for the world's troubles.
I was 8,9,10 etc. Yup war, starvation, murder exploitation all my fault. Unfortunately that was also a general cultural opinion, eg. eat all your food, other children are starving in India - or wherever. How did forcing chidren here stop them starving? It didn't. I did have a pouty sulky face and it was remarked on by strangers @Cheer up love' etc. On the other hand, one summer's day I was just smiling walking up the street from pure happiness, a man crossing the street told me 'Don't smile like that love you'll get into trouble.' Lesson is you can't win, you're under observation, you're not good enough. but at the same time it's all your fault. Not to mention being fat and poor with a dead mother so constantly bullied outside the home and at school.
Anyway the point is it did leave me with overwhelming guilt feelings about all the misery and suffering and evil in the world, extreme self-consciousness, distrust of others' motives. My Dad never spoke to strangers or let anyone in, thought the family should be all in all even when we hated each other. oh and we were 'not from around there', no local relatives or connections so bullied and excluded outside the house. The term I learnt for it is we were an enmeshed family with low or no ego boundaries.
I had social workers, counselling and psychological treatment as a teenager because I just gave up. But turns out that genuinely was also a danger as my Dad suspected because there was a huge scandal about organised child abuse of vulnerable children in the area resulting in a huge Government inquiry and condemnation years later. A lot of those kids bullying me were being abused by those in power. Many suicides resulted. So My Dad's suspicions of outsiders were correct and in a way saved me from worse as I never fully confided in any of the 'helpers' so my vulnerability was not so obvious.
there's more of course but I did think I would get away from it by leaving home. Nope you take your past with you and it basically disabled my life as I cannot follow through on anything: education, work, relationships and spent years literally asleep. Could be worse did not drink or do drugs or let any one close enough to abuse me. Just ate too much sweet stuff and stayed at home like so many women who are considered useless and of no value.
Anyway Happy Ending, I am still here, alone and fat and dependent on the state, but learnt to shrug off the guilt of being a human when we are all capable of such evil. It's probably not recommended but I practise isolating thoughts and feelings, compartmentalising them, and recognising what idiots are loose in the world and I am not responsible for any of it.