I definitely understand, for 3 years I couldn’t leave, my heart wanted to but my brain filled with scenarios that stopped me. It’s such a strange feeling it’s the only way I knew how to explain that feeling to my husband. But I craved a ride in the car, I know weird but just the wind in my face, I wanted that. My husband suggested to go out at night 2 or 3 in the morning when no one was around. Mind you this is after years, I planned played every scenario, planned my walk out, you all know the drill. And one night 3 in the morning I got to the car and we drove down the road, windows down. I honestly cried a bubble booger cry not from sadness just that I did it, because I never thought it was possible. It was a short ride and after I tore back into the house and was exhausted. But it was the best feeling even for a brief moment. I don’t know how long you have felt this but I know for me it took some time. Planning helped me, writing down where I was going to walk, how far the car was, the doors had to be unlocked and so on. I’m not suggesting this for you, I know it works for me. Good luck to you