Things I am facing with my current life in Canada, I want advise and guidance.
To start with, I understand my writing is straightforward. I lived in the UAE my entire life growing up after the war in Iraq. My family and I were hunted by "bad" people, simple as it gets. Due to this, my entire family and I are protected people by the UN, not referred to any one place, but just that the UN and its assigners know that my family and I are people who require protection. I had no knowledge of this until later in life, once I landed in Canada, at which point they took my passport to confirm my identity. To add and come back to this later, I applied to Canada as a student for aviation. Right now, I have my CPL, PPL, Night Rating, Aerobatic, and Floats Rating, and I am working on my Multi IFR and Mountain Rating soon.
So, knowing some of these things, I'd like to add a few things that happened the past 4 years while I have been in Canada. My mother passed away. I couldn't visit her; my visa from the UAE was denied. I couldn't go to my mother's, and I couldn't grieve as any person can or should. I don't blame myself for this, and I am not in any way sad; I am just disappointed I couldn't. I know my mother wouldn't hold it against me, she taught me well. My father became the lead of maritime military training, my brother started college, and my sister is doing well in school.
My family applied for PR from the UAE, not as refugees but by profession, through an organization that is legitimately authorized by the UN and has no sketchy backgrounds. Case in point regarding them, they're fine; they did everything right. My parents at the time did their interview, and the IRCC agent said, "Where's your son, since you're a unit of 5?" My father said he's already in Canada, at which point I started working on my CPL. The agent in Abu Dhabi did mention that adding me to their PR file would only serve to protect me from any issues in the future.
This was closer to 2 years ago, 2 years after my parents applied for the PR, making it a total of 4 years.
I applied for a PGWP in September. Until now, almost a year later, I have received no response. When I called the local MP, he personally cleared his day to help me and told me his IRCC line said my PGWP requires work. Now, what this work is, I never got a clear answer. There are logs on my phone waiting on IRCC lines for countless hours, well over 1,000 hours waiting for a response the entire time. Only one call got through. The lady was nice and did try to help me, but she could not give me any answer or promise on the PR application because I'm not the main applicant; I'm just a dependent. She did clarify my PGWP isn't a refugee application; it's a student application, so I had to pay roughly $501.75 for it. I did so right away without delays, uploaded it, and they accepted it. Ever since, nothing.
In the meantime, I've paid for my education through my father's help. Thankfully, I never got a loan. I am extremely grateful for the situation I am in, but I've attempted a lot.
I contacted 3 different lawyers with no proper aid or ability to give me clarity. I even contacted the refugee clinics thinking they could help me, but since my case isn't a refugee case, they turned me away, and a lawyer isn't willing to help or at least clarify what I am able to do.
In the past 2 years, I've had 2 emergency visits: my appendix and shards of iron that fell into my eye, both of which I paid for out of pocket. The person I spoke to regarding my Medicare, I had to tell her 5 times that I am not a willing donor, and she, and only she, was working on my file. I'm not going to name her, but she kept a tab on my Medicare file for this entire time and would ask for papers that the school has. Even the school got involved and sent the papers through their own contact to Medicare, and I never received it. I paid exactly $6,876.89 CAD in medical bills.
Every time I submitted the exact papers she asked for, she came back and said no, that's not the paper she asked for. I talked to the school about it, and they sent the papers on my behalf, and even then, she said those aren't the papers she wanted. No matter how much I talk to phone agent support, they say, "We'll redirect you to her because she's 'handling' your file." Now, I do not know how this all ties to me saying I don't want to fucking give my kidney, heart, or brain; God knows best.
The past year has been harder for me. I used to be able to work. I used to work every day for at least 8 hours, go to school right after, fly at night, get 8 hours of sleep, and go to the gym. When a new law was introduced regarding students not working over 20 hours a week, the job I worked at basically cut all of my hours away from me due to my limit, forcing me to leave.
I had to go ask a credit counselor to help me figure out the rest of my bills, and basically, no clinic, support system, medical system, or credit system is willing to help me because I am not a refugee or a Canadian resident; I am only an ongoing status person. So, I deserve no help, no regard, and no ability to work on my life and at least keep up with it until I get a response regarding my papers.
I've applied for an ATIP request regarding this entire matter, and I haven't gotten a response back yet. I've contacted IRCC about it through a webform, and I get blank responses saying, "Apply on our website for your refugee paper." I'm not a fucking refugee; I am a student who paid for his entire expenses. No matter how much tax I've paid or how much I've contributed, I'm still not even getting the basic right to go to a dentist's office. I've called so many offices, and because I don't have insurance or Medicare, I get pushed months back. This one office I applied to in order to check on a tooth that has hurt me kept pushing my appointment month after month after month, until I had to go to the emergency room. My tooth was cracked from the inside from a football accident. It had to be removed in an emergency when it could have been fixed in time.
I don't understand. I left my home to study, not to worry about these matters. I've been pushed to a limit I cannot understand the purpose of. I can't fly back to Iraq at the risk of my life. I can't go back to my father because my visa was denied. I am literally stuck in Canada, and no clinic, office, Parliament member, or IRCC agent knows a way to help me or guide me. I've been on my toes regarding so many things, and over it all, I am grateful. My instructors have all told me one thing in common: I have good promise, I know how to fly, I know how to do things right, I study beyond what is required, and I do my best. I really do.
But this system doesn't reward me in any way besides the courtesy that I live here. I am not joking when I say this: during the call I had with the IRCC agent, the one response I got was, "On paper, you're a protected person; you being in Canada is your protection," so I get no paper, no help, nothing.
I still haven't processed my family's tragedy because I don't have the time or ability to do so. I apologize if my writing has confused you in its organization, but I am trying to make it as easy as possible for anyone else to read because I know I am alone in this matter here. I have not met anyone who can help me or who can offer guidance, as no one has been here. The local Parliament member and the IRCC helpline have both said the same thing: your case is something we've never seen before.
I want to work, I want to get another car after a lady crashed into mine, I want to live in security, and I want to be a good thing, but I cannot. Two of the people I knew (and I'm not hating, to be clear) they're both Indian, they left Canada, got their files completely ended (which means you need to apply all over again to get into Canada), they left, applied, came back, and finished their training all in the same time it took for me to finally get a response call from IRCC. I am unsure.
I just want to clarify two things truly: I am not sad, and I am not depressed in any way. I am annoyed, and I am bothered that I cannot see a way out. I'll keep trying.