How old were you when you realized there was no Santa?

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Erin wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Mr.Jingles is smokin' crack. I saw Santa at the mall today![/QUOTE]

Hey! That Santa you saw at your mall is NOT the real Santa.

The one at my local mall is the REAL Santa.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Music Man wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<marquee>Queen Of Wrestling</marquee> wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Dang, like 10.

I stayed up all night to catch my mom doing it.

Then I yelled "BUSTED BITCH!"[/QUOTE]

You really speak to your mother that way? Especially at 10 years old? Hmmm...[/QUOTE]

Of course! A smart kid knows when it's a good time to stand up to his parents.

All you have to do is tell your mom:

I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY FUCKIN' VEGETABLES ON MY PLATE, YOU HEAR ME?! NEXT TIME I SEE ANYTHING GREEN WITH MY FOOD, SOMEONE'S GOING TO GET A BITCH SLAPPING SHE WILL NEVER FORGET.

My parents dont get angry when I use colorful language. So it doesn't seem as naughty when I say it.

I was little, and I remember one night, I found my dad in a Santa suit eating my cookies.

At first, I got mad and didn't belive in Santa.
Then he told me he IS Santa.

I belived he actually was, he has the belly for it.

I stopped beliving Santa when my friend said
her dad was Santa.
We had an argument about it for weeks.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Mike Preston wrote: [/QUOTENAME]YOU ARE A LIAR.. there IS a Santa... I Know.. I saw him... I have a picture of him threatening Me..

http://www.megamike.net

See for yourselves.. [/QUOTE]

LMAO!

When I was a kid I always JUST missed seeing Santa. Mom and Dad and we five kids would pile into the car on Christmas Eve and drive around for awhile looking at Christmas lights on people's houses. But before we backed out of the driveway, Dad would remember he forgot to do something in the house such as turn off the lights, so he would go in and do that and then get back in the car and we would take off. Wouldn't you know - every single time when we got back into the house, there would be a big, white laundry bag full of presents! Darn! Missed seeing him again! Also, the Easter Bunny always left us a poem in addition to the baskets, but the baskets were really hard to find.

Yeah, I was 7 or 8. But the spirit of Christmas still lives on!

I don't think I ever geniunely thought there was a Santa Claus. When I was really young I just didn't think about it much, it was just about getting presents. If Santa Claus brought them or my oarents, who cares really. I do remember trying to stay up late one time (okay, it was last year... not really, my attempt at humor) and seeing what happens. I can't remember if I was staying up because I expected to see Santa Clause or doing it to catch my dad or someone putting presents out.

Being the cynical Jewish preschooler I was, I never bought the whole Santa thing. Actually, I was quite resentful towards Christmas when I was little because there was always only one row (or less) or Chanukkah items and decorations, when the rest of the store was filled to the brim with red and green.

When I was in preschool, I made another kid cry by telling him the tooth fairy wasn't real. It was probably a good thing that I went to a Jewish preschool, because I probably would have upset a lot of little Christian kids. My mom would have gotten a lot of angry phone calls from parents. But I had issues in preschool, in general.

I'm still upset that there's no Santa, actually. Parents are really setting their kids up for disappointment, which is why everyone's in therapy! Santa ruins lives!

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Gunpowder Gelatine wrote: [/QUOTENAME]I'm still upset that there's no Santa, actually. Parents are really setting their kids up for disappointment, which is why everyone's in therapy! Santa ruins lives![/QUOTE]

You actually make a very good point. When one finds out there is no Santa, I believe there is a deep-seeded and long-lasting anger and resentment toward their parents and society in general, for lying to them for years.

Finally, someone who doesn't think I'm crazy for my theory! I think the subject would actually make an interesting book.

i don't actually remember believing in Santa, but i always told my parents i did believe so the had to buy me more presents! though, that was at the same time my parents divorced, so you know... presents so i wouldnt realise daddy didnt live with me any longer (i was 6, btw)

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Gunpowder Gelatine wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Finally, someone who doesn't think I'm crazy for my theory![/QUOTE]

People who denounce new ideas are usually people who are afraid of giving up old ideas, even if the new ideas make perfect sense. After a while, people become comfortable with old things, and it's really hard to change. You'll learn this yourself as you get older! But the best of us are the ones who always remain open to new and better ideas on any subject, even if it means sacrificing things we've believed for a long time.

[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Gunpowder Gelatine wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Finally, someone who doesn't think I'm crazy for my theory! I think the subject would actually make an interesting book.[/QUOTE]
That's been already covered, man, if no books than there are already huge chapters about it :) No, you're not crazy- unless some of the biggest psychologists are crazy... well... hmmmm...... ;)

But it's not that definite anyway- and I woul;dn't go as far as saying that's the reason why people need theraphy. It's usually the fact that parents have no clue how to raise their kids as they still haven't figured out themselves and... basically they make the same mistakes that their parents did and their parents' parents did... and so it goes until someone breaks the bloody circle...