How can they be controlling when they live 150 miles away?
My Dad and I wound each other up no end when I lived at home, by the time I was 18 there was only room for one of us really. Now I’ve had my own place for a long time our relationship has improved no end and continues to do so (touch wood).
At some point you need to stop being ‘their boy’ and start dealing with them on equal terms, it’s a bloody hard to make a smooth transition, mine invoved much huffing and I only saw them 2-3 times a year for a period but I’m glad we stuck with it and avoided a major falling out.
Since our nipper arrived he’s got right into being a granddad which has been great to see and made it all worthwhile.
So, there, no useful advice but at least I empathise eh?