Ok, a long story. 13 years ago was married to a very selfish and abusive man (mentally and at times physically). I was very young and stupid, my Father warned me off him but I always did the opposite of what people wanted me to do. We ended up having a daughter together and his family really took over (his mother was pretty unpleasant to me to). I had to go back to work, (as he was out of work) very soon after having my daughter. Things at home just seemed to get worse and worse and my life was hell. After the man lost our home (through spending it all on cars and his latest hobbies). We moved away from where his parents were, to try and start again.
By this time I had helped him start a business up, so at least some small income was coming in from him and I was still working full time. My daughter was going to nursery then, luckily she was so young she doesn't remember the hell she must have seen. The ex used to push me about, grab me, put me down in front of his friends and make me feel crap about myself constantly, he didn't let me go out, see my friends, my family or anyone and countless other awful things that I just can't write about. He said I was fridgid (I am obviously not, just didn't want sex with him!) - by this stage, I hated him and resented giving him anything else of me.
I eventually one day cracked and told him I didn't love him anymore and I wanted out. He said I couldn't take our daughter. So after threatening to kill me and cut me up into tiny pieces, so no one could find me, he said he wanted me to sign a letter to give him full rights to our daughter (residential custody). I was very scared, had no one to turn to and signed the stupid letter. He then drove my daughter back to his parents (I don't drive). I couldn't see her and he was in full control. Eventually the court decided on shared custody (this has never happened). Anyway, I found somewhere to live very fast, as the landlord took pity one me and continued to work full time. I saw my daughter every other weekend at first and at one point thought I would get her back, as he found a girlfriend in the first week and the girlfriend told him our daughter should be with the mother. I was so excited - but no this didn't last and he quickly found someone else, moved in and had my daughter start calling her Mum almost right away.
I call her every week still. But over the years, the visits from my daughter got fewer and fewer and she is now a teenager. I saw her recently (after months of not seeing her) took her out, bought her clothes, cinema all sorts and she said she would send me a Mothers day card and a text ... I have received nothing. The same happened at Christmas when I sent her some money nothing... I don't know if it because she doesn't want her Dad to know she cares for me or something cruel (he checks her phone and emails) I wrote to her and said how I felt (I didn't ever told her the whole story by the way) I just said to her please give a little back basically and that I love her and never abandoned her etc
Phew, right so ok what I am trying to ask here - as I don't know what else to do is, what should I do now?? I am finding this all too painful to keep on trying. My Mother says give up (I have other children here to think of too). Thanks for reading x