My name is Jasmin. I was peacefully protesting on January 30th, 2026, when a paint bullet hit my cheekbone near my eye. I wasn’t involved in any chaos. I spent all night in the ER as doctors removed hundreds of fragments—my eye was missed by just a centimeter. I’m still in pain and scared, as some metal fragments couldn’t be removed due to the risk of infection. Every share and kind word gives me hope. Thank you.