I don't remember if I ever really believed or not. I know I was pretty young when I went to my mum and asked her to tell me the truth. I don't think I was upset about it but my parents did ask me not to spoil things for my little brother.
Ignorance? Dude... they're just kids.Mr Companion said:I detected the sarcastic tone my parents adopted while referencing to Santa so I immediately smartened up. And by crist I cant believe people genuinely become upset when they are told the truth, and an even more baffling question is why parents insist on introducing a character as real when he is not. I assume it is derived from the same path as religion, something that seems surreal to me being British born and as far into atheism as you can find yourself.
In addition I cant remember ever having regretted been told the truth, in my opinion there is no justification for supporting ignorance, aside from covering up a mistake or illegal action in which case I fully understand.
That's stupid. It's not like they're anything alike. You see, Santa is a man who loves you very much and knows what your doing all the time and will either reward or punish you at a very set date in time. He is eternal and can never die.........oh. Nevermind.Gooble said:Can't remember what age but I'd had it pretty much figured out by the time I was told anyway. Was probably about the same age I stopped believing in God too...
Noticed how nobody has addressed this part of the post?poncho14 said:Is there any moments in your life where you wish you were not told the truth?