This sponsored post is from Eastsider advertiser Matt Casper.
Silver Lake Therapist Matt Casper, MFT has written a new book, “Woe Is Me: The Wild Adventures of Woe The Worried,” to help children deal with anxiety and emotional expression. The illustrated book is written in a playful manner and features a character named Woe, who is dealing with the trauma from a battle with a doughnut monster. Here is an excerpt:
Woe is worried. In fact, Woe is always worried. He worries when he’s asleep and he worries when he’s awake.
When he’s asleep, Woe has nightmares about huge monsters with smelly breath that chase him into dark caves. When he’s awake, he’s worried about things like falling into holes and eating rotten eggs.
“What if I get so sick that I have to go to the hospital?!”
Woe talks about getting sick a lot.
“And what if the doctors forget about me, and I have to stay in the hospital for the rest of my life! I will just keep getting sicker and sicker and I will always be throwing up and…”
“Okay, Woe! I get it! Let’s talk about something else,” I often say to him.
Sometimes Woe has worries that feel small, and sometimes he has worries that feel big. Sometimes he worries about his socks, and if they have too many stripes. And sometimes he worries that his friends will stop liking him.
Actually, Woe often worries that we will stop liking him.
“Are you SURE that you are my friends?” he asks.
“Yes, Woe. For the seven thousandth time, you are our friend!” I tell him…for the seven thousandth and one time.
Woe is so worried that his name is actually, Woe “the worried.” But Woe wasn’t always worried. In fact, his name used to be Woe, “the whatever.” As in,
“Whatever. No problem. Whatever will be will be.”
Now, it’s more like,
“What?! That’s a problem! Something bad is going to happen to me!”
Here are some interesting facts I know about Woe:
1) His favorite color is clear.
(Which really isn’t a color, but Woe thinks that colors can be dangerous.)
2) He sleeps with his eyes open.
(This can look kind of creepy. Woe says he wants to see any monsters that could attack him while he sleeps.)
3 ) He once got his head stuck in a jar of pickles.
(I don’t know how that happened. I don’t even know how that is possible.)
4) He usually has one thing that he likes a lot.
(I mean a LOT. Then, he thinks about this one thing a LOT.)
Rocks, for example. He thinks about them all the time. He looks at rocks and collects rocks and even sings to rocks.
(Yes, sings to rocks. I’ve heard him do it.)
One day, Woe came to school carrying an ordinary looking rock. Woe had dressed it up in a tiny hat and some pants with suspenders. “Hey, everybody! Say hello to my little friend, Rocky.” Rocky was Woe’s pet Rock. It didn’t say much. Actually it never said anything.
Yes, Woe loves rocks.
Woe used to love doughnuts. Woe didn’t just like doughnuts, he LOVED them. It didn’t matter what kind of doughnuts–chocolate, vanilla, bacon, sprinkles or no sprinkles. Woe didn’t care.
Woe had wallpaper with doughnuts on it. He had doughnut sheets on his bed. He even wore doughnut underwear.
(Well, the underwear wasn’t made of doughnuts. There were just pictures of doughnuts on them.)
Yes, Woe loved doughnuts.
But one day, Woe’s love of doughnuts quickly went away…
The book is focused on children from ages 7 to 12 but “was written with the entire human population in mind,” Casper said.
Printed with permission from Evergrow Ltd.