Oh yes, I can see how that can be sort of freeing in a way to be able to discuss it without discomfort (well, your discomfort at any rate). I remember how nice it was to have conversations about religion and belief without all my hang-ups about being right or wrong, or caring what other people thought about it.
I'm always amazed at what will set people off, and I never thought the Santa thing was a big deal to start with. My parents pretty much let me come to my own conclusions once I hit a certain age. They were content to let me believe as long as I wanted, though they didn't put as much effort into hiding it as they did when I was, say, four or five. Maybe it's because I wasn't raised in an overly religious household, but when I learned Santa wasn't real, I still never thought God or Jesus were fake. They were on a wholly different level than Santa back then. Kind of hard to explain, but as a child it seemed so logical to me.
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Date: 2009-08-03 06:49 pm (UTC)I'm always amazed at what will set people off, and I never thought the Santa thing was a big deal to start with. My parents pretty much let me come to my own conclusions once I hit a certain age. They were content to let me believe as long as I wanted, though they didn't put as much effort into hiding it as they did when I was, say, four or five. Maybe it's because I wasn't raised in an overly religious household, but when I learned Santa wasn't real, I still never thought God or Jesus were fake. They were on a wholly different level than Santa back then. Kind of hard to explain, but as a child it seemed so logical to me.