Freedom is where something happens by chance, but that chance happens to be your fault.
God wants to create creatures who can love him back. But for it to be “real” love, they have to be able to not love him. So God creates persons and runs them through the Cosmic Slot Machine, where it is determined whether they will accept God and go to Heaven, or reject God and go to hell.
The problem is that freedom just doesn’t make any logical sense. In our world there are apparently only things which happen because they must happen. “Chances” don’t really exist, unless you are a scientist/philosopher who pushes a weird understanding of the behavior of subatomic particles.
This is the world which would make sense to me: God would create the world because he was necessitated by his nature, which desires things to exist. And since God is perfect, he would not allow imperfection to exist in any way.
But sadly, the world is not that simple. It is a chaotic mess of freedom where there is great suffering because of freedom. But God prefers this world to one without suffering. It is maddening.
It isn’t fair to continually assert that a person is ultimately responsible for their own actions, when there is all the evidence against it. One’s family background, one’s disposition, one’s opportunities, all of those things are predetermined. Creativity and spontaneity seem to be lies. Everything human beings create as art is always based on other things. It is extremely difficult to see the rat race every day and still hold one’s belief in freedom.