I guess my whole life I "hated" my father, for one reason or another. He didn't play catch with me, he always watched TV, he always yelled at me and hurt my feelings. I have many stories about how I could prove my hatred (to a certain extent)for him. I think he's dying of cancer. I came home from college to visit and he said, "All your life you pretended to hate me."
It's true, you pretend so much, that you believe.. At least that's the conclusion I have come to. Anyway. He told me not to start college next semester, or a year later, he told me to continue it for his sake, because that would make him happy. He said, "Cowboys do their best when it's the toughest."
I didn't think I would regret hating him for so long, but I guess I do. So my advice is to ignore the things you can't stand about a parent. Realize that the things they're doing are for a reason. That reason is most likely something they think will benefit you.