I don't love my parents... and I also realized that at age 7. I remember exactly where I was when I realized it!

I've felt guilty ever since.

But I don't hate them. Not by a long shot. I wish them well and I try to be a good daughter to them... but I don't love them.

They were pretty distant and I had a lot of pressure put on me to be smart and responsible and to always do what my mom said... and my opinions and feelings were pretty much ignored and I stopped expressing as much of them as I could pretty early. I just don't think they did much of it intentionally. It just took me years to realize that my mom's upbringing hadn't been very good and I think she did and does the best she can. I do know that they love me... I've just never seen it, especially when I was younger (school age. I think my youngest years were ok but I don't remember them).

So... I've never felt hate towards them. Just guilt and regret.