This worked for me:
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Realize their vaxx hysteria is irrational and status-driven. They don’t want to lose status or want to re-gain status they’ve already lost.
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Threaten divorce.
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Retract divorce threat after they’ve mentally simulated it a few times and realize it’s greatly more status-depriving than being an “anti-vaxxer” or whatever.
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Give up on fighting their vaxx hysteria. Stop resisting entirely.
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Know Jesus and know that you always have Him and therefore you’re never alone. Be confident af in this fact.
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Realize your calling, whatever it may be. Pillows? Go for it. Truth platform? Build it. Run for office? You got my vote. Start a church? Amen.
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Tell them you don’t care what they decide anymore. Tell them you were being selfish in trying to control them. Tell them you’re sorry. Ask for forgiveness.
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Explain to your spouse that you were afraid of the mere thought of holding their or your child’s lifeless body with no one to blame but yourself and with no one to recover any damages from and no insurance to even pay for the funeral and absolutely no one to turn to.
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Tell your spouse they may have full reign over that responsibly and that although you disagree with risking your life, or theirs, or your child’s that you’ll only decide for yourself. Ensure your spouse realizes at this point that the death of your child and/or their parent will be entirely their fault and no one else’s.
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Explain that the fight inside the walls of your home are insignificant in the battle that rages in the world that God has called you to. You’ve got bigger fish to fry in your servitude to God and Jesus. You’ve got more people to save than just them. You’ve moved passed this petty bickering and what shall be shall be but it won’t be your fault and therefore you don’t care what your spouse decides.
Now they’ll be in the precarious situation where they have to weigh the gain/preservation of temporary status (amongst sheep who only temporarily matter) against the now real possibility of being solely responsible for the death of your child and/or the loss of their parent. By the grace of God she’s come off of it. Paradise restored.
Protip: the status is literally conferred by ink on paper.
Boy that escalated quickly. I like the cut of your jib!