I'm not sure that the narrator actively tries to break free from conventional ideas about femininity and female domesticity, but she clearly chafes against these restraints. She is aware that her husband "laughs at" her, and she actually blames him for her continuing illness, saying, "John is a physician, and perhaps [...]—perhaps this is one reason I do not get well faster." She is clearly frustrated that she is forbidden to work, even stating outright that she dissents from her husband and brother's opinions, saying, "Personally, I disagree with their ideas." She thinks that being able to work and have a bit of mental and social stimulation would be beneficial to her, rather than detrimental, but her opinions are disregarded. Her willingness to oppose them, even in writing on "dead paper," and the fact that it is a "great relief" to her mind, shows how much she dislikes the restrictions placed on her as a result of her sex. She even begins to say, "I sometimes fancy that in my condition if I had less opposition and more society and stimulus [...]," but she stops herself from continuing because she doesn't actively want to disobey her husband. She seems to mean that she imagines that if she didn't have to fight her husband and brother tooth-and-nail, for every small scrap of freedom, she could recover her health more quickly. Again, the power that her husband is allowed to wield over her is certainly a bone of contention for her; she wants to be a good and dutiful wife, but it is really a struggle when her feelings and ideas about her own health and well-being are completely disregarded. She seems to channel her own anger at him, at men generally, into her delusion that a woman lives in her wallpaper and that she can free this woman (if not her own self).