I am mauritian. Mauritius was the only country I had ever really known. It’s been one year since I have landed in Paris. Despite my indian appearance, people often think that I was born there. It’s the accent, they say. Here it is normal that students live in a 10 square metre ‘appartment’ for 800 euros a month. I have to say that the Parisian life is amazing when you’re a student, but since it is a very expensive city, you have to be smart in your way of life. I’d be lying if I said that all of this was easy to handle. I have given up so many times. I have felt depressed, alone, homesick and scared. I had lost all confidence. So, today I decided to strip everything I was wearing, put on something new and go out.