"There was once a very beautiful girl who had been constantly told that there was a gate she needed to open, otherwise misery would fall down upon her and she would be unhappy for the rest of her life. The girl spent half her life searching for the gate. When she finally reached it, she saw heavy, strong restraints. She kicked them multiple times, but it wouldn't open. She beat against the door and struggled to open it for what felt like an eternity. After several years, she finally opened it, but what she saw was unexpected. Inside, she found a mirror reflecting her own image. Once a beautiful girl, she now looked ugly, like a dead and withered flower. Her hands were thin, revealing her bones. Her feet and fingers bled from struggling to open the door. Before the mirror lay a blade. She understood what she needed to do to become happy again. She took the blade and slit her neck. Now, she was dead and finally at peace, free from her life long struggle."