When we conceive freedom we have a thought. That is a tautology.
In the felt sense, we often want to escape from something, into what feels like a new space. I myself often want to escape from a sense of dread.
But this sort of freedom is a sort of squeezing out. You escape from one room to another. You are being chased. You can build walls, but the walls become your prison. Walls by definition confine space. They can never open it back up.
True freedom begins with a felt sense of control, of possibility, of agency. It begins with a felt sense of the possibility of expansion.
This is perhaps obvious to you, but it has not been obvious to me, even if I have been exposed to this idea often.