Ramona was becoming depressed from the situation and was too ashamed and scared to share with anyone what was going on, which simply led to more abuse.

And I remember one time we got in a fight in that little parsonage, and I don't remember what it was about, but the way it ended was he got me on the floor and he just started pounding my head into the wood floor.

And I'm sure I had bruises, but it would, you know, it would be covered by my hair.

And, you know, I, I, I didn't know what to do with that.

I mean, to a large extent, blame myself because I thought God would have told me not to marry him if I wasn't supposed to, which is not a good belief and was not true.

My reaction was I need to be a dutiful wife and I need to serve God.

So hopefully he'll get better.

And while Ramona knew that leaving her husband was never God's perfect plan for their marriage, or any marriage for that matter, it was on her mind.