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    A frosbitten History
    A frosbitten History
    A frosbitten History
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    A frosbitten History

    By Adam Snowflake

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    A Frostbitten History is the personal autobiography of one Adam Snowflake. Self proclaimed "Author of Fun Things" primarily known for his creative work outside this tomb. The book details his life as of writing and his personal history of relevance. The book is dark and triggering and while autobiographical and nonfiction should only be read by a mature audience given certain topic matters.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAdam Snowflake
    Release dateJul 20, 2022
    ISBN9798201403331
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      A frosbitten History - Adam Snowflake

      Chapter 1: The Moss

      As stated in my journal there's no real proper way to talk about your life. If you are some historian looking to make a movie or play about me years after my passing by all means read ahead, to everyone else I can’t see why’d you’d bother. My name is Dionysus Frost. I’m 23 a skiso and on the spectrum. My life has been an exciting one. Though be it depressing.

      I’m primarily known as of the writing here for not very much at all. I’m a creative, with many many projects under my belt. I have a full list I could loan you on the topic. If I ever do go down in history I hope it's not for religion, it's not for occultism, it's not for my diaries, it's not for my political faughter, and it's not for my mental illness. If I die I want to be remembered for creativity. The thing is, I’ve always feared dying young. I will die by divine hands, but that’s not really what we’re talking about here. We’re talking about reflection. So where to start with my life......

      I was born and raised in Marietta Georgia. I was adopted as an infant. My father was Jeff Cohen, a businessman and salesman with extreme depression who self medicated. My mother was S. Cohen a housewife with a degree in fashion merchandising or something of the sort. A degree that really serves no purpose today. Growing up things despite having delusions and spiritual experiences that traumatized me things were mostly alright.

      Despite later developing D.I.D and my alters canceling this out and all the trauma really not recounting it this way, I like to say that I had a pretty golden childhood, I mean there were some pretty bad delusions and the dream realm was terrifying but shit didn’t really hit the fan till my self medicating father killed himself while I was age 13.

      I remember the event almost facadically. Psychosis has always been something I’ve struggled with. I don’t know if I remember it this way because it happened like this or because I was a fool. I was 13 a hardcore atheist. I was talking to *something* it taunted me saying well I’ll kill your father and I replied Fine! Kill my father! I don’t care you’re not real! and the next day, the first day of school I awoke surprised that I was not going. I was excited and happy even that I didn’t have to go. While I enjoyed and was good at my fancy private school I still reveled when I didn’t have to go.

      My mother comforted me downstairs. She said to me, Rabbi Analia is here and she has something to tell you to which my family's Rabbi explained to me that my father was sick. He had a disease of the mind like cancer her exact words, that made him take his own life. I broke down crying. Everyone thinks I went through PTSD after that. A disorder that I was later diagnosed with. I am very anti self diagnosis. I remember quite vividly, being in Ms. Karen's classroom. She was always a teacher who hated me.

      A teacher I walked on eggshells around. She had such a strong dislike for me that honestly wasn’t really founded on anything concrete. People hate weird and I was the undiagnosed autistic kid. That made me weird. She always tried to get me in trouble when the opportunity arose. Most of the time when I did nothing wrong and it was just based on her hatred of me. I was sitting in her class. She was going over with me the lesson singling me out for extra help because after the suicide the teachers thought I needed that. Which I did.

      I remember her showing me what to do and I just scribbled and erased all over the paper. That was one of the first signs I was facing something. The next sign was extreme anxiety. I wasn’t diagnosed with autism which is a disorder that makes you *✧･ﾟ socially awkward *✧･ﾟ until highschool. Late highschool. I remember every day I would walk into my public school and have a panic attack and be sent home. For a while I had this great teacher homeschooling me.

      His name was Mr.Nixon and he was a saint. He hated Harry Potter as much as I did and taught me very well. Harry Potter back then wasn’t the terf monster it is now, we just both thought it was a poorly written book. I saw it personally as a rip off of Neil Gaimens work but I eventually came around to liking it years after the fact. I remember I had such a strong issue with No Country For Old Men via schoolwork. It was a book I was assigned to read for online class. I just couldn't read that book. Not even touching on it’s ableism.

      I don’t quite remember why. Maybe if I picked it up today I’d be able to get through it. I found this adhd hack because I also have that, where if you listen to music and lay down and stim you can get through a book pretty easily. Eventually the school settled on just having me obtain my GED- something I still struggle to complete even to this day. I miss Mr.Nixon. He enjoyed our talks and he was a great influence on me. I don’t remember our goodbye but he will always be one of the best teachers I ever had. I hope he’s doing well.

      In middle school I met the first love of my life. JD Hailey. Hailey is the fake last name I give people when their actual last name starts with

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