His name was Santiago Lopez Arellano Jr. He lived with undiagnosed bipolar disorder for many years, until he became another slain victim of COVID-19. And me, my name is Lizette and I am his daughter.

This is the unwritten story of many people who struggle with undiagnosed and untreated mental health illnesses. But not just that, mix in being poor, not speaking English, not being a citizen, and having zero knowledge of mental health issues. In an autobiographical manner, I walk you through my experience of my father's mental illness, the effects it had on myself and on the entire family, and the many barriers to seeking appropriate care.

I hope this writing provides insight into the experiences of mental health for those who might not otherwise hear about it. I wish and pray that it provides validation, connection, and resources to those who are currently living with similar experiences.