What's So Wrong With Being a Fool Anyway?

"I don't understand it!" Missy sighed and flopped onto the sofa. "This is so screwed up."

I tilted my head slightly and waited for Missy to explain. 

"She's got me all worried now. I can't be the way I was freely! I'm all scared now. She's got me worrying about how it will turn out and that it won't turn out well at all..." Missy trailed off and looked away sadly. 

Mademoiselle's influence had no doubt gotten stronger recently and I knew exactly what she was talking about. In troubling and difficult times her way had seemed like the best one so far to be applied to every situation like a blanket cure or a prevention. 

I sighed and sat up straighter. "Look, Missy..." I began.

"Maybe you're a fool. But maybe, it's ok to be a fool and it's ok to let yourself be a fool if that is who you really are. You need to accept yourself the way you are and some things, there's just no changing, like this I guess. We've all tried really hard. You, Mademoiselle and I. Maybe this is just one of the things to which there is no changing without permanently destroying all that was good and great about the whole and if that's the case then you must learn to accept yourself the way you are and not hate you. Life becomes so much easier that way. What's this obsession with changing and not being like this anymore? Maybe you, maybe we all thing it is the better way, the smarter way to not get hurt anymore but what you're failing to see is that what is the point with trying to do that when it makes you hurt every day. You're going nowhere and basically driving yourself into the very thing you're trying to avoid. There is just no point so maybe you just gotta learn to accept yourself the way you are, fool or not. What's so bad about that anyway? What's the real crime in it? There is none. And you need to understand that."