I feel very lucky that I am not as stupid as my mother and grandmother.
I may have had a crap start, but i think i am very lucky - I have a beautiful daughter who makes me happy, and she loves me and we are very close.
I think my dd is wonderful and I tell her every day how proud she makes me (to the point where she goes 'shurrup, mum' 
Why could my mother and gran not see that in me? I am not that bad. Being so vile couldn't have made them happy, could it? Apart from the brief feeling of power, what did they get out of it?
This last year has been very hard, actually. My gran died last March, I was desperately trying to develop a relationship with my mum (uphil battle), but as soon as my gran died, something also died with me and mum.
To cut a very long story short, my mum left me with my gran to bring up for various convoluted reasons. I will never know the truth as to why. Anyway, my gran was physically, mentally and sexually abusive to all 5 of her kids, all of whom left at 16, 17, 18. My mum had me, and then left home. So I grew up with the same vile upbringing as she had.
Anyway, I left my gran at 16, and when I was 17 started a relationship with my mum. I only really got crumbs of a relaionship with my mum, she was very self involved, one of those people who was a professional victim. She was also very nasty to me, and I never really noticed (was only when DP came on the scene, and he was flabbergasted at I just let my mum call me fatarse, LGT (stood for lanky ginger twat) etc.
Anyway, we staggared on, I moved away. And then my gran died. My mother went into full Scarlett O Hara mode, went to the funeral, went to my gran's grave with flowers every day, carried a picture of my gran in her wallet (bearing in mind my mother had not spoken to my gran in about 20 years).
My mother's response to my upset bout the abuse from years before was 'get over it'. We had a tiff 18 months ago (over a headstone which said 'loving mother' amongst other things), I drove home, she refused to take my calls etc, and after a while I thought bollocks to her, and we have not spoken since.
I will never speak to her again, though i saw her last month (took dd to see her). I just feel shje has thrown me in the rubbish twice in my life.