How old were you when you stopped believing in Santa?

Probably around 9 as well, I was one of the last kids in my peer group to really hold on to the belief and I think a part of me knew it wasn't real, but I was a very sensitive child so I clung to it pretty fiercely and got into screaming matches with anyone at school who tried to tell me otherwise.

That year I had trouble falling asleep and was still awake when my parents started moving all the "from Santa" gifts out of their bedroom, which was right next to my room, and down into the livingroom to put under the tree. That sealed it for me and I remember being very upset and crying myself to sleep that night.


Good god, that sounds depressing. D:

Oh my god, I want to hug your little babby self. That gave me feels.

I really can't remember when I stopped believing, probably under 10. I do however remember pretending to believe to get my little brother excited for Christmas, he was only 4 at the time.
 
I think I was 11 I stopped believing because everyone told me he wasn't real and that it was my parents so i just googled it anyway now it makes me depressed like I'm not pure I don't believe and look forward to the mythical being and now I just have stresses and yeah but I really want to believe but I know better and but like also who cares as long as I watch christmas movies and get presents lmao
 
My mom told me when I was 6 because I straight up asked. I was disappointed, so I still pretended to believe until I was 9 or 10 because I didn't want that magic gone.
 
my parents never told me there was a santa or anything, idk i guess its weird because ever since i could remember, my parents would just take me and my brother to walmart or whatever place we wanted and let us pick out what we wanted for christmas lol
 
I was around ten years old when I saw mom bringing my presents through the door.
 
I don't know, I lived in a fantasy world where no borders with reality existed. I liked the idea of Santa Claus, yet I knew it was someone pretending to be Santa Claus and all of this seemed normal, I was playing along. As far as I remember I always tried to guess who was doing Santa and at the same time, even if I knew it was some uncle, I was trying to find the sleigh with reindeer outside...go figure...

So maybe 4 yo?
 
Pretty young, maybe 6-7 I don't fully remember, I just snooped in my mom's closet and found our Santa gifts so yeah.
 
I found out at age 12, older than most people when they discovered the truth. Only this year did I find out that the parents deliver the gifts. Before that, I thought some guy broke into your house and left the gifts under the tree.
 
Probably around 9 as well, I was one of the last kids in my peer group to really hold on to the belief and I think a part of me knew it wasn't real, but I was a very sensitive child so I clung to it pretty fiercely and got into screaming matches with anyone at school who tried to tell me otherwise.

That year I had trouble falling asleep and was still awake when my parents started moving all the "from Santa" gifts out of their bedroom, which was right next to my room, and down into the livingroom to put under the tree. That sealed it for me and I remember being very upset and crying myself to sleep that night.


Good god, that sounds depressing. D:

Man that's horrible!

I don't even remember how it went down myself. I have 3 older brothers so there was plenty of "he's not real" from them. :p
 
when I wrote a Christmas list and put it under my tree, I putted something down with a specific color and the next morning I got the item but it wasn't the color I wanted
 
When I was around 7 years old; "he" never come to me to give "the present" and I really don't believe in Santa when I was little too because I always saw him in magazine for toys or in Toys shop or Coca-cola poster (I thought he's just there to sell more toys or others things for the kids)... and I don't really care about him... (?・ω・`)
 
Also around 9. I kind of started doubting around age 8, and then when it was Christmas I got proof. My mom has a habit of writing down everything she bought as Christmas presents and how much it cost...and I found one of these lists and saw that my present from "Santa" was on it. Oops.
 
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