I certainly became a mouthy teenager when I hit  those years  and let my parents have it in no uncertain terms. In my case my anger was justified according to my shrink when I did therapy but, yes, I was a teen age rebel!

Did you rebel as a teen?  What age did  your rebellion start and stop?  Do you have a teen who is rebelling at this time?

Oh. Hell. Yes.

My teenage rebellion lasted into my 20s...kind of embarrassing!

I'm still a rebel. I am just more wise about the battles I take on now. I've been rebelling since birth. I mean, it's just who I am.

I don't think the teens in my house are rebelling right now. Not that I know of anyway.

Ended when I was 19.

Age 12 to 19 was my 'rebellion' period.

BUT most of my rebellion wasn't justified and karma came and kicked my butt from age 19 to 23. 

I remember always testing the limits with my Stepfather. I knew my curfew, but also knew my mom would be dead asleep when it came around that time I had to come home. Trouble was, my Stepfather would be wide awake just waiting for me to come through the door. I'd push it later and later every weekend and it was a fun game seeing if I could piss him off enough to get a rise out of him. He kept telling me "Next time, I'm going to get your mother up and then you'll get it."

Sure old man, you got it.

The night came after he had one too many beers and I came home one too many hours late. I came in the house and he took one look at me and sprinted down the hall to get my mom up as I bolted in my room to hurry up and change into my pjs, messing my make up the whole time. No sooner had I jumped in bed, clicked off the light and faked deep sleep - here comes my mom storming through the door. She clicked on the lights, saw me "asleep" and proceeded to yell at my stepfather for waking her up to just try and get me in trouble.

Awe, the good ole days of teenage freedom from 14-17. My two don't really show signs of it other than comments on FB.

ha ha, been there, Kashmere! fun times.

Yes I did. My grandma is nuts for her garden. She adores flowers but taking care of her garden is also therapeutic for her. So she made me and my brother carry heavy pots full of dirt for her precious flowers. During the summer 2 hours of watering the plants. We rent appartments and rooms so clean those too.Help around the house.Carry the wood for the fire.Carry the rocks to build walls and don't expect a thank you or good job or to be spared next time.

In addition to that put up with grandma's nasty character.She still does this, we still have to do these things, and it's driving my mother insane.I rebelled against this very angrily.I even hit grandma after she hit me.I'm not proud of it, <span style="text-decoration: underline;">but she brought out th worst in all of us.

My rebellion started I think somewhere around my grandfather's death, so 13.When did it end? I'm not sure as technically it's an ongoing fight

I am still waiting for mine to start.

My attempt at rebelling coincided with my parents' divorce :)

Was so lame, it's laughable. I used to stay up late after my mum went to bed, watch movies til the early hours and steal wine from the fridge, partly to help me get to sleep.

I also did the 'i'm going to see dad/I'm going back to see mum' thing which meant I could buy myself hours of wandering alone time in the fields.

This ended up very self-destructive, self-harm etc, but reached the climax when at 17 I had my first boyfriend. I was allowed to stay at his house (he was 23) but one night we pushed it a bit far and got a foul-mouthed phone call from my dad in the small hours of the morning - he was furious.

Unpleasant but part of me relished the fact that I was getting my own back on parents who'd turned our worlds upside down. Also got engaged 10 days or so before my 18th birthday...

I grew up by the time I was 19. Ah those were the days ;)

Yes, I hid it well from my parents, but I was out there...

Not really, no.

However I came looming up on my Saturn return and I found my stride.  

No, I was never given many rules when I was younger, but I never really rebelled against the rules either.

i rebelled by dying my hair. it was bleached blond.  red.  then blue.  then green.  purple. pink. yellow AND black (blotches all over the place), and even gray at one point...

Yes. I left home a couple of weeks after my 16th birthday, and never looked back!

Well, I would say no but only because I've always done what I want.  Aqua sun square Uranus.

Ha ha Ad! I have Sun/5th opposing Uranus/11th and have been accused of doing whatever I want my entire life...they say this like it's a bad thing!

LOL My parents tell me all the time "You've been doing what you wanted ever since you were a baby"

I used to jaywalk in front of the police station.

I'm serious.

I didn't have the luxury of rebelling, as I was too busy working two jobs and going to school; while I helped my grandmother support my severely depressed father. I imagine that most people who did rebel, had a soft place to land when it all came down to it; hence a safe place to rebel from. This was absent from my framework, so I had to be the stand-up adult; ever since I can remember. I don't reckon I missed out on much, though, and managed to make plenty of mistakes just trying to 'do things right'. C`est la vie.

Did I?  You bet!

My Pop still tells me I'm in a rebellious phase.

I'm 40.

He told me this at 27 when I got my nose pierced.

He told me this at 33 when I showed him my first few tattoos.

I finally told him that I was in a self expressive phase, and since I tamped it down so long, I expect the "phase" to last the rest of my life.

Heh.

yes, but it was mostly verbal (3rd house Mars) and argumentative about the "fairness" of things (aspecting Saturn).  otherwise I was a pretty lame teen rebel.  may as well have beat my head against a brick wall. 

I was always tremendously argumentative and contrary - 7 planets in Cardinal, you can imagine how I hated being bossed around, and Ma as VERY controlling. I was conformist at school though, just wanted to get good grades

I left home a week after my 19th birthday and went straight off the rails! - travelled for months (hitch-hiking round Europe and the Middle East), sex drugs and rock n roll, long hair and microskirts, lashings of mascara and kohl, the whole 60s thing

God, I sowed my wild oats down one row and up another, clear into my mid twenties.

I started drinking, smoking weed and having sex when I was 16. I snuck out my window so many times my Dad ended up bolting it on. But it seemed like I could do whatever I wanted (behind their backs, they seemed mostly oblivious) as long as I got straight A's. Keeping up appearances.

With my Sun/Moon opposite Uranus, I feel like I was born rebelling. Heck, I was an unexpectedly early arrival for my mother, and pretty much delivered myself. I do things to the beat of my own drum. Keep up! ;)

But I think I started letting myself really be as quirky as I'd always been when I turned 22, and got my first apartment to myself. I'm still in that phase, and doubt I'll leave it anytime soon--it's too much fun!

Ummm.... nope!!  After seeing what my Grandfather (Mom's dad) could do to a 2500-lbs Bull.... I decided that I had no chance in Hell of surviving his wrath (the Bull barely stumbled away).

Yup, but it didn't really start til I was 17, and lasted into my early twenties.

Still have a knee-jerk reaction to my mom sometimes, but have learned to consider this before acting on it.

I'm with Ad Astra.  I've always done whatever I've wanted. 

  though...it really wasn't a rebellion from my parents.   They actually let me be fairly independant and accountable for my own actions.   My rebellion was more or less against how my fellow high school peers perceived me.  So i dyed my hair black (I blame my aquarius sun) and dressed in some tight ass clothes (hello leo moon)