I have a 13yo autistic son. He has problems with nightmares. Over the past few years, I have spent a significant amount of time teaching him how ghosts and other stuff like that he sees on TV is not real.
I’ve gone into detail. I’ve explained to him how trick photography and film editing works to make all these things look real. After much explanation, he finally came to understand. His bad dreams were less frequent.
So the other day I pick my son up from school. The first thing he asks me when he gets in the car is:
Son: “Are demons real?”
Me: “No they are not.”
Son: “Mom says they are real.”
Me: " I’m sure she doesn’t think that. She probably meant something else."
The conversation dropped from there.
When I got home, I made a call to my dear ex-wife. In private so my son couldn’t hear. At this point I wasn’t pissed. Despite being divorced, my ex and I are pretty good at compromise when it comes to raising our children:
Me: [after discussing about his school, etc…] “…BTW, I know you’re a Christian and I’m not asking you stop teaching our son about your beliefs. But can you please NOT tell him demons are real? It will give him nightmares.”
Her: “But demons ARE real”
Me: “Why would you tell our son that?”
Her: “He needs to know about demons because there are evil infuences in this world…”
Me: “OK, yeah, that’s great. Thanks, bye.” [click]
I’ll admit hanging up on her was a dick move. My emotions got the better of me.
So yeah, now I’m going to vent. In the past I’ve always taken a hands off approach when it comes to religion and my children. When asked, I tell them that I personally don’t believe but a lot of people do. You have to decide for yourself what suits you.
Now, I fucking regret that. I should have just told them from day one that it’s all BS.
Seriously, WTF is wrong with you ex-wife? You’d risk giving your own son nightmares just to satisfy your own self righteous beliefs in some unproven sky fairy?