Well, I can safely say that although the four of us have been passing through our teenage years since 1997 when I turned 13 and will continue to do so until 2010 when my little sister turns 20, none of us have ever hated our parents (beyond occasional grumbling) and vice versa. Some of my best family memories are from my teenage years - two car trips across Canada involving days of driving trapped in one vehicle, for instance, in which no one died or came to blows. And my parents have always assured me that home will always be there for me. They also think people who aren't friends with their kids aren't raising kids for the right reasons.

So a lengthy way of saying that you're not the only one...