There are laws, but they are not obeyed. There are laws, tests, training, from time to time. I think the government is doing a bit for that.
The problem is actually the people working there. Sometimes, they look at the institutions as if it belonged to them, which means they completely block the road to an individual. It's as if we had no right to go there. At one point, I felt like a space alien in that army. But there are also good people.
It was a constant struggle. Even yesterday, I was wondering how I was able to bear it all and survive. It was unbelievable. I was an alien for quite a long time. When I was finally transferred to Montreal for the last six years of my service, that was when I felt the weight lift a bit.
I don't use the door like everybody else. That may be my personal journey. Even though I grew up in it, it was frustrating. Things happened to me that I talked about only when I filed a grievance. I could not even tell my family what I had experienced. I shed tears, but I succeeded. Nobody knew what I endured. I had to endure a lot.
Before I joined the army, I really wanted to be part of it. I had the adrenaline, the energy, of a newbie. I had to prove myself. In spite of everything, I grew up a lot, and I succeeded.