Did you ever believe in Santa Claus?

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Did you ever believe in Santa Claus?

Yes. When I was about 6.

I did, once. That was right before i realized that my mother was under that Santa costume, because her acting skills were absolutely horrible and she just could not emulate a male voice properly...

She desperately tried keeping it a secret for a few more years until i just called her out and told her that i want to be done with this

sigh

Yeah, there was a time when I believed in Weihnachtsmann.

I was a pretty stupid kid.

(not to say I'm not stupid now)

Last edited by PurplePlumz on 04 Jun 2018, 9:52 pm, edited 1 time in total.

I don't think i ever believed but I went along with it since it seemed what others wanted me to do.

I was head-over-heels obsessed, and thought he was proof of magic.
I think he was my first special interest.

I kept my Santa Claus doll until about age 12-13.

My parents didn't break the truth to me until I was 10. To be honest, I wish they would've told me sooner or not gotten me to believe in the first place.

I still do so he still eats the cookies left out. I'd like to see the nonbelievers explain that phenomenon if he doesn't really exist.

I have a question on a related note. I was born in Thuringia and grew up in Franconia, but never heard of Krampus until i've met my American wife.
Since it seems to be a German tradition, especially in the Bavarian regions, i feel a little flabbergasted that i've never heard of this before, but so many Americans have.

"Der Weihnachtsmann existiert nicht. Werd erwachsen, Mutter!"

Yes I did, although he made me anxious because I felt like he was watching me all the time, even when I was on the toilet. But thank God my mum said that any bathroom is where Santa could not see me, so that was all right. I stopped believing in him when I was 9, right in the middle of the summer when my older cousin said "our parents bring us our presents at Christmas, just like they do on our birthdays". I didn't get upset though. I just saw the logic in it all, shrugged and moved on. I still got lots of presents that year.

I think Santa is just a ploy to get little kids to behave. But it didn't really get me to behave much, because no matter how hyper or whiny I was, I still got wonderful presents every Christmas.

I didn’t because when I was in Montessori school at around age 5, an adult visitor to the school casually seemed to exaggerate the story in an embarrassed fashion.

I pretended to believe for years.