You didn't mention your age, but I can read into it that you're probably in your late teens or so.
I too "hated" my Dad when I was your age, but to make matters worse, I had to work for him for "free" at his automobile repair shop. I didn't complain because I liked hanging out at the shop, and I learned a lot from watching the mechanics and bodymen work and asked a lot of questions. I worked everyday after school during jr. high, highschool, and whenever I was home from college. Although I didn't get paid, I really didn't care too much because I was getting a car, insurance, and gas, plus money for dates ($20 or so) when I needed it. A couple of times I thought I could do better by getting another job, and did, but Dad always made me pay for the car, gas, insurance and no money for dates. I was frickin' broke and went back to working for him everytime.
My point is, I had a good thing going and I hated him because 1.) I was a teenager, and they naturally hate their parents. 2.) He was my boss. 3.) He was really stingy with money. So, I too hated my Dad.
Funny thing happened though. When I was at college, I realized how much I had learned at the shop and began fixing friend's cars for extra money. Also, I realized that I was pretty damn lucky to have a car. Plus, I had picked up a lot of valuable information and insight into what it takes to run your own business. Not to mention all the free lessons I got in repairing just about anything with or without wheels. Something I use in working on computers today. The techniques for diagnosing a problem are the same no matter what you're working on.
Then, something even funnier began happening in my early 20's. It dawned on me that Dad had been through almost everything I was going through, and he had some pretty good advice. I began asking him more and more. The older I got, the more I realized how wise and valuable he was to me.
Then, he died in 1995 at the age of 58 of cancer. I was 35 years old. I can't tell you how hard it was for the longest time to NOT be able to pick up the phone and talk to my Dad.
Work through it, and don't burn any bridges, someday, you'll realize just how valuable he is to you.
Trust me on this one.
Jemcam