At 61, Judy Sharp from Brisbane, carries a life-altering story she’s willing to share to inspire others.
Her then-husband Mick* never missed giving her flowers every Friday—52 weeks a year. While this might seem like a gesture of love, for Judy, it was a chilling reminder of her controlled and unhappy life.
Things deteriorated further after the birth of their two sons. Mick became so paranoid that Judy was being unfaithful, he would tape the front and back doors to check if they had been tampered with. But what stung the most was being accused of being a bad mother. One fateful night, Mick snapped a photo of Judy and their sons, telling them it would be the last night she’d be alive so that the boys would have a memory of her. Judy’s screams interrupted his menacing actions. The next morning, seizing the opportunity of his absence, she fled with her sons.
In the whirlwind of emotions and thoughts, Judy needed to find a place to stay. Her son Tim has severe autism, which made shelters an unviable option. She withdrew money for a bond and a week’s rent, and then they were gone. Both her sons flourished: Sam, 30, almost made it to the Olympics as a swim coach, while Tim, 32, became a successful artist.