Permission

This is something I've noticed a lot lately.

In random discussions with folks from different walks of life, I've encountered some version of the following statements:

My husband/boyfriend says I'm not allowed to do that.

My wife/girlfriend won't let me do that. 

I'm not talking about the things that anybody who loves someone wouldn't allow (like drunk driving, fucking around, or mainlining heroin). I'm talking about everyday things like small purchases or getting a pet (when there's no allergy or financial strain involved) or eating a treat.

The Denver metro area is rife with folks who have coupled with despots. 

Why else would a grown-ass adult blindly follow the rules of another?

Beau and I discuss things and give opinions (and respect those opinions), but nobody lays down the law.

Life is a series of choices and consequences. Shouldn't we all be able to make choices on our own (keeping in mind the needs and wants of loved ones and the consequences of our actions)?

I'm surprised it doesn't inspire more rebellion. Because the second someone tells me I can't do something, I want to do it. And I want to do it in a big way.

Don't tell me I can't. Give me a reason why it upsets you, and I'll take that into consideration.

I don't need permission. 

Am I alone in this?