No. The only person I like is my sister. She and I are the only ones who have something in common and are able to communicate like functional normal people. We share interests, and she was actually the direct cause for a lot of them. But we're not exactly super best friends either.
My parents, I do not like. We have next-to-nothing in common and they contributed to most of my personal issues and crappy childhood. My dad's all right, I suppose, but it's my mom I really don't like. She only cared about keeping me physically alive, and never actually gave me any sort of comfort or encouragement. As long as I wasn't dead, it was all good.
Whenever I would try to tell her about a problem, she would freak out and only make things worse. Panicky. Her voice is one of the most annoying things I've ever heard. And everytime I see her, my body unconsciously tenses up. It's because I expect her to randomly criticize a part of my body and damage my body image even more. She likes to do that.
Also, we don't even speak the same language. Literally. Other than my sister, my parents are from another country, so they have limited English skills. It's very difficult to communicate with them because although their language was technically my first, I have since far surpassed it with my English skills and am not really fluent at it. My mom often misunderstands words, due to a mixture of not being a native English speaker, being an idiot, and generally not paying attention. I would say that she is definitely one of the worst mothers to exist, honestly. It doesn't sound so bad from what I've described, but there's just so much more that is horrible about her and I just don't even know how to put a lot of it to words because I'm too used to it to realize that some of it goes on. I just know the feeling of unpleasantness.
A more accurate word is that I appreciate what my family has done for me. I'm glad I exist and that they have indeed made sure that I have a roof/food/all those survival basics available, as well as working internet. But I can't honestly even say I feel love for them. I just don't have enough in common with them to form even a friendship. Only my sister.
Now that I've managed to become more independent from them with my fiance and I handling our own finances, I can say that I can't wait until I can move away.