I guess it comes down to how you define freedom. Growing up, freedom had more to do with being able to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. Not having someone to tell me what I needed to do. The freedom to choose. Conversely, being crammed in a refrigerator, sounded more like obedience felt.
I am sure, at some point in life, we have all struggled with this. Obedience gets painted very darkly when through the lense of oppression, which we commonly view it. To say, freedom is found through obedience raises a lot of questions.
In seeking the freedom to choose are we really seeking the freedom to avoid the consequences of those choices? Is it really freedom, when all you are dancing for is yourself?
How do you define freedom?