A quick list of comments on reddit about the story

Posted February 06, 2019 12:38:53Today we posted a quick list to our Facebook page of the top comments on the story on the topic of what happened to me last night when I was walking home in the evening.

We’re all aware that the police are investigating the incident, but what’s also not often talked about is the impact it had on the lives of those around me.

The fact that I am a disabled woman and a person who relies on public transportation for my daily commute is something that I feel very deeply about.

It also shows the incredible solidarity that I have for the disabled community.

We’re all familiar with the stories of disabled people in the community that are at the forefront of activism and the advocacy that we do to help them.

I have personally been involved in this community for decades.

I was one of the first disabled people to get into the military.

My brother was in the Navy and served in Vietnam.

He was also a veteran.

He’s a wonderful man and a good friend.

I love him so much.

When I got to the military, I had a job and my own apartment in New York City.

I’m lucky enough to have a job now that pays well enough to pay rent and take care of myself, but it was a big deal to be able to be out in the streets every day.

In addition to being a military veteran, I’m also a musician and singer, and I’m a big fan of the band The Beatles.

I went on tour with them and they were my favorite band.

I can’t even imagine how it would feel to have been in their shoes, but they did amazing things in the music world.

In this case, they did so many great things.

When they got back home, they were just devastated.

I think that I had just gotten back home from my first tour, and they went into shock.

My family was very close to them.

They had been friends for years, and we had gotten along so well.

And then I went home, and my family went into panic mode.

I don’t know what to say to them right now.

They didn’t know how to process what had happened.

I didn’t even have a phone, because we live on the East Coast.

I couldn’t call anybody, and that’s what they needed, because I couldn, too.

The police were called, but then they just let me go home.

It was a little bit too late, really, because that’s the way I felt.

But that’s just one person’s experience.

It’s just a part of living in New Yorker life.

When you’re in a place like this, there are no guarantees.

It could have been anyone.

We have to work through it, but we’re all resilient.

We’ve been through it all before, and our strength is always that we’re human.

So it’s been a very long time since I’ve had the chance to go on a walk with my brothers, but I was there in a wheelchair.

I had to walk a little ways to get to our apartment.

I walked a little way and they called me, and now I’m sitting on the couch, looking up at my phone.

I see my brother’s name in the message.

My name is Paul.

He had to pull me up.

I’ve been on a lot of walks with him.

He can’t get up, so I’m just trying to pull him up.

It felt really good to have that help, but now I have to be strong and get him up and back to the couch.

I’m not the only one that’s had to deal with this.

My brothers and I were on the same bus.

We got home and I said to my brother, “Paul, you’re going to have to carry me up the stairs.”

He said, “OK, OK.”

I pulled him up, and then I was just laying on the floor.

My stomach was hurting.

He grabbed me, grabbed the bag and then we got back to our bus.

When we got home, we were like, “What happened?”

It was just like a nightmare.

It had been such a long time.

I still don’t even know how it happened.

My parents are both retired.

I miss them so much and they’re like, My God, what’s going on?

We went through a lot together.

They always knew how to help each other out.

They were always there for me, just like my brother is for me.

I just think I’ve lost that connection.

My parents are still trying to figure out what happened.

They’re very supportive, but my father, a doctor, is still trying his best to figure it out.

I know that they are very disappointed.

I haven’t spoken to them in a while.

I feel bad for them because I’ve gotten to know my dad a little better over the years.

I told them how it felt, how much it hurts,