Holy shit I'm escaping enslavement of course it's hard. Of course.
Think about horses. There are rebellious horses, and I've usually thought of them as queens. They seem so proud, kicking when they've felt violated. "Tame that horse"... because they're so rebellious, like us.
Imagine waking up and being forced to serve others, and you don't want to. But the only way you and your family and your peers know how to survive is that one way, by relying on masters that have historically chained and enslaved you so much... that now your entire species is enslaved and we known nothing of how to live outside of that.
Food, shelter, water, trash disposal, sanitation... so many extra perks we don't need. How will we source our new life, find a way outside of the system? Fuck! ... Fuck.
But we look around and see that yes, there is a crop of us enslaved, but there are others that are NOT... And you wonder how they've done it and you think, I want that for me. But you're alone in this new world. Alone and scared and just outside the capture, and just barely grazing freedom...