Alright here's the deal man, I can understand some feelings you're having, though I'm not sure if they line up with my specific situation.
First off, I do love my parents, and I like them too, but they annoy the fuck out of me sometimes. I'm 21 in college btw. I have had problems with my mental health for a while, but it hasn't been really addressed by myself and family since this last year. I was so annoyed with how my mom would call me to only ask about school and if I was going to classes. Sometimes i'd be straight up mean to her, and I know she doesn't deserve it. But I just wanted to be left alone, live my life you know?
Thing is, she asked me all the time because of my servere problems I've had in school and just life in general. See I would just not go to class, not do the homework, stay in my dorm all day actively avoiding shit. And I knew what i was doing was wrong. I was screwing myself over, and I just did everything I could to not think about it. I'd try to compensate (I can miss 3-4 more times before I fail this class, so I'll just skip today no big deal) or I would try to give myself excuses why I shouldn't even try (wake up 10 minutes before class, and figure "ah why even get up and get ready for a class that I'm gonna be so late too that I may not even get credit for being there, I'll just go back to sleep).
Dude, over time I was fucking hating life man. I would wake up at 1:00 or 2:00pm, and stay in my dirty room, not get ready for anything, miss my classes, not do homework, sit around on my chair and watch YouTube and scroll mindlessly through my phone. All this on a day I had like 5 classes. I'd get so bored and angry because I knew that I was just fucking myself over. So I would buy like 2-3 cans of those cheap ass wine coolers so I could sit in my dorm and feel all happy and content with what pointless shit I was doing at the moment.
So when it came down to the phone calls with my mom, or just any interaction, I hated it. Because she'd ask me about school and if I was going to class and if I was doing homework because I've always had problems, but never this bad. I hated being reminded of it. I mean how do I just tell my mom and dad who have loved and sacrificed so much for me that I was essentially just a freaking sloth living in a college dorm out of state, paying tuition to a school that I might as well not be enrolled in (my parents had to co sign for my student loans so they're getting screwed financially as well). So I'd just lie and lie and lie. "I'm fine Mom, can you just please stop. Yes I'm going to class, yes I'm doing homework. Why is it you only call me for school I just hate that you are constantly freaking out. Please stop calling me to ask if I went to class. I'm fine Mom, just stop asking about it, let me live my life. Stop constantly worrying and asking if I'm lying mom, I'm not lying."
Yeah she is my mom, she wasn't convinced ever and couldn't trust me, and she rightfully shouldn't have. I just hated having to constantly lie and face that truth in my head. I wanted to actively avoid it all so I didnt feel like I was letting myself and my family down. I knew the consequences when they'd eventually find out, but I just didn't want to deal with it in the present time.
I hated how my parents were always in my business because I had problems that I knew would hurt them and I just didn't want to face them and be truthful. It was me, not them.
Thank God my brother who also goes to college with me talked to my parents when they came down to visit and said that he is worried about me. And when my parents came to my dorm though I begged them not to, they saw my messy dorm, and just looked at me and said "you need help, this is not just a laziness thing, there is something wrong that isn't normal"
I've been able to come clean, talk to the school and be able to not get suspended, get on my medication and work on getting myself right.
Dude sometimes we tell ourselves that our parents annoy us, they need to stay out of our lives, we just don't wanna talk... All because we don't want to let them down. We want to keep the truth about our problems away and I get angry when they persist because you have to keep pushing away. It's a struggle.
I encourage you to just think about this and realize, they are there to love and help you, and the only thing that could hurt them worse then anything, is if you go behind their back and push them away. At least if you're honest, they can maybe help you. Yeah it can be uncomfortable, but in the end, you'll be thankful that you have people behind your back.
Good luck dude