I am OK, home, icing my eye. It‘s swollen. It hit my nose first which helped

I wasn‘t trying to put myself at risk. I wanted to document what was happening to the young man who seemed critically injured, and the people who were trying to keep him alive.

Then I got hit.

People rushed to help me and bandage my eye and face. I started to realize I wasn‘t seriously injured, and they helped me up when a cloud of tear gas came our way and everyone ran.

I was leaning against a building trying to gather myself when folks starting smashing windows.

Important context: That seemed to happen as the situation escalated, the crowd‘s anger rose as rubber bullets + canisters hit. It didn‘t happen randomly or in isolation.