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When did you stop believing in Santa?

At what age did you stop believing in Santa?

  • Younger than 6

    Votes: 8 17.8%

  • 6

    Votes: 3 6.7%

  • 7

    Votes: 5 11.1%

  • 8

    Votes: 6 13.3%

  • 9

    Votes: 4 8.9%

  • 10

    Votes: 1 2.2%

  • Older than 10

    Votes: 8 17.8%

  • Never believed in him

    Votes: 10 22.2%
  • Total voters
    45
Never believed in that sort of thing. I found it hard enough to believe in a god by the time I was eight.... I was a very cynical child and have become a cynical woman.
 
I wasn't allowed to believe in Santa. My parents never did anything "Santa" related until after my sister was born. They were horrified when I talked to her about Santa not being real but how was I supposed to know not to tell her?
 
Our house had a gas furnace and I did wonder how Santa could come down the cinder block chimney (it wasn't very wide) or get out of the flames in the furnace. We didn't have a fireplace. All the good stories & shows indicated he'd hop out of the fireplace, a little sooty. It was too much cognitive dissonance for me, so I resolved the issues, up until the age of 9, by taking it on faith/believing that Santa could overcome these technical obstacles.

When I was 9 1/2 the girl next door said that she didn't believe in Santa Claus. She was older. I figured that was her prerogative, the way some people were Methodists and some were Episcopalian, so a person could believe in Santa or not. A choice. I told her that I wanted to believe in Santa Claus until I was 12.

I knew that it was ok for little kids to believe in Santa, but 'big kids' said they didn't. Before I was 10 I acknowledged to myself that there was no existing Santa Claus. Only an idea of giving personified.
 
My parents never confirmed or denied he existed. A lot of kids are devastated to hear Santa isn't real and they weren't going to do that to me. But I figured out he wasn't real when they did a documentary on the north pole and there was no little workshop. Completely unrelated to Santa, but that's where I drew the conclusion because I didn't believe in a magical disappearing workshop.

When my kid gets older, I'll probably just give him Santa's history. He was a kind old man that lived hundreds of years ago and in his honor they exchange gifts once a year.
 
I STILL BELIVE IN SANTA HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO
 
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