How old were you when you discovered the truth?

[DJCowboy]

Nope, not another thread of conspiracies and douchebaggery! How old were you when you discovered Santa wasn't real? (If you ever believed). I was actually pretty old. I was about 8 or 9 I think. My dad had to tell me because I was starting to ask for fairly expensive stuff and he didn't want me to be disappointed What about you?

 

[windowsxp02]

Nope, not another thread of conspiracies and douchebaggery! How old were you when you discovered Santa wasn't real? (If you ever believed). I was actually pretty old. I was about 8 or 9 I think. My dad had to tell me because I was starting to ask for fairly expensive stuff and he didn't want me to be disappointed What about you?

Not today .

 

[SpexyAshleigh]

I was 11 years old. My dad took me out back to work on the RV, and had to sit me down at the little table in the RV. He told me that there was no Santa, and that the world was evil and trying to take the attention off Jesus Christs birth with the whole Santa thing. I was crushed. I cried. I asked him about the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny and he crushed my innocence further. And then the a-hole told me "but don't tell your brothers, mom wants them to keep believing"....wtf? Even my 11 yr old brain could recognize the hypocrisy in his words. Crush my dreams....based on your personal faith...yet let my brothers keep their hopes and dreams intact....lame. Had he not told me, I probably would still believe in Santa lol.

 

[DJCowboy]

I was 11 years old. My dad took me out back to work on the RV, and had to sit me down at the little table in the RV. He told me that there was no Santa, and that the world was evil and trying to take the attention off Jesus Christs birth with the whole Santa thing. I was crushed. I cried. I asked him about the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny and he crushed my innocence further. And then the a-hole told me "but don't tell your brothers, mom wants them to keep believing"....wtf? Even my 11 yr old brain could recognize the hypocrisy in his words. Crush my dreams....based on your personal faith...yet let my brothers keep their hopes and dreams intact....lame. Had he not told me, I probably would still believe in Santa lol.

Wow... that's a sad, f'd up story :crying: If your dad really believed that, why even tell you of a santa in the first place!?!?

 

[rizwano]

i discovered the truth when i was 5 years old.

 

[SpexyAshleigh]

Wow... that's a sad, f'd up story :crying: If your dad really believed that, why even tell you of a santa in the first place!?!?

Because when I was born, my dad wasn't religious. My dad got "saved" when I was around ten, and cleaned up from his drug and alcohol addictions...so I got stuck with the unfortunate combination of my dads brain being effed up from his prior drug use mixed with his fanatical faith...resulted in him being a hypocritical, delusional bible thumper.

 

[STDiva]

Some kids told me at school and I cried. I must have been 8 or so. My mom confirmed it and started getting recognition for all the things she did for me and my brother.

 

[Rey C.]

You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Grandpa... we believe.

 

[AlexanderAvery]

WHAT? THERE IS NO SANTA. But... but... who keeps giving me porn under the Christmas tree.

I was probably about 10 or 11 when I learned. That is when I dedicated myself to science over make believe.

I had a friend who was told from day one there was no Santa. He still got gifts though, so at least he got to feel the real spirit of Christmas. Commercialism. I love the USA

 

[DJCowboy]

WHAT? THERE IS NO SANTA. But... but... who keeps giving me porn under the Christmas tree.

I was probably about 10 or 11 when I learned. That is when I dedicated myself to science over make believe.

I had a friend who was told from day one there was no Santa. He still got gifts though, so at least he got to feel the real spirit of Christmas. Commercialism. I love the USA

Honestly, when my dad first told me there was no santa, i instantly started questioning god and stuff like that, but luckily i didn't become an asshole when it came to that. if you wanna believe, go ahead, just don't push it on me

 

[ThatRedWing]

Santa is real! Don't make me post a bunch of youtube videos exposing the cover up. Actually, he is now dead as the fat fuck tried a B&E in a house with a gun down south. His head is now mounted on a wall right next to the Easter Bunny.

 

[Spleen]

I don't really remember suddenly "discovering" it. It was a gradual thing. I think I was sceptical for a while then one year I just knew.

 

[WTC7WasPulled]

About as long as it took to discover the truth about 9/11. About 6 years after the fact. Actually I think I was 8 before I really learned about Santa and 5 to 6 years after 9/11. Once you see the truth you cannot put the blinders back on. Seems there are many who still haven't discovered the truth but more and more discover it everyday.

 

[wigster]

9 when i woke up one morning to discover no presents i went down stairs to investigate, and found my dad passed out asleep on the couch dressed as santa with my presents right by him. My faith in santa kind of diminished after that.

 

[vodkazvictim]

I was about 8 when the stranger came into my bedroom and showed me the truth.
I awoke with his hand over my mouth and I smelt something funny.

The second time I awoke my arse hurt, I had to run to the toilet to shit this funny kinda liquid and I had 2 new tattoos:

On the left arsecheek: "Lurking Dirk's"
On the right arsecheek: "property."

That was my harsh awakening to the truth of human nature.

 

[BlueBalls]

I think I was about 48 when I finally received the bad news. As others have stated above, I cried my eyes out when the realisation finally hit me.

 

[busenbust]

still discovering/// on WikiL/

 

[xfire]

Because when I was born, my dad wasn't religious. My dad got "saved" when I was around ten, and cleaned up from his drug and alcohol addictions...so I got stuck with the unfortunate combination of my dads brain being effed up from his prior drug use mixed with his fanatical faith...resulted in him being a hypocritical, delusional bible thumper.

I think that's the most common kind. Holy-rollers are usually trying to repent for the lives of debauchery, douchebaggery, and sin that they think are going to keep them out of heaven. My parents took a different angle and finally told me after a couple of years of no presents. Dad just told me that I must have been bad the first year. The next year mom confessed the lies. Yeh, you know that if Santa ain't real, neither is Jesus.

 

[Spleen]

I'm blown away that some of you were as old as ELEVEN! Not because you managed to go that long without someone blowing it for you, but because you were dumb enough to still believe.

 

[Ace Bandage]

I was in second or third grade. One of my presents was an arcade basketball game called "Double Shot." It had two hoops and a countdown timer and came with six basketballs. It was nearly identical to the ones you might see in a game room. For some reason, this gift made me realize that Santa's elves were not making all the toys. This caused me to doubt Santa's existence.

After my brothers went to bed, I asked my parents about it and they confirmed my suspicion. They asked me not to spoil it for the other two. What a crock of shit...