Once upon a time (okay, not that long ago), cigarettes ran the show in my daily routine. From the bleary-eyed stumble to the kettle in the morning, right down to my last bleary thought at night — they were always there. I thought they gave my day structure. Comfort. A little edge, even.
But spoiler alert: they were quietly draining the joy out of everything.
These days, thanks to some seriously helpful tools from FREESMO, I’m crafting a life I actually want to romanticise — one that doesn’t revolve around smoke breaks or ashtrays. And let me tell you, it’s more peaceful, more delicious, and a whole lot more “me” than I ever expected. A little disclaimer, I understand that not everyone has a collection of vape kits like I do, but these were collected over the many months of exploring and some were gifts for product reviews.
Now, let’s take a walk through a typical smoke-free day, shall we?
Mornings used to hit like a truck. That gross, scratchy cough. The smell of stale smoke in my hair. The sheer desperation for that first cigarette before my eyes were even fully open. Sound familiar?
Now? I wake up and actually feel awake. I stretch. I sip coffee. And yes, I still enjoy that hand-to-mouth ritual — just with an Elf Bar 600 Prefilled Pod Kit in Blue Razz Lemonade instead of a cigarette. It’s smooth, quick, and smells more like candy than regret.
Bonus? I’ve reclaimed those “just five more minutes” I used to spend puffing outside. Now that time goes to journaling, pulling open the windows, and letting fresh air hit my face — which, by the way, I can now smell. Who knew?
Remember when lunch breaks were really just “smoke breaks with snacks”? Yeah, same.
These days, my workday flows better. I’m not clock-watching or itching for a nicotine hit that involves disappearing outside for ten minutes. Instead, I keep my Oxva Xlim pod kit handy — Apple Peach flavour if you’re curious — and I use it when I need a quick mental pause.
No tar. No judgemental stares. Just a moment to breathe and reset.
And the best part? I’m present. In meetings. At lunch. During a walk in the park. I’m in it — not lingering on the sidelines with a lighter in hand, missing the good bits while I chase a fix.
Here’s a plot twist I didn’t see coming: I actually enjoy moving now. Working out, dancing around my living room, going for walks that don’t leave me gasping like I just ran a marathon — it’s all part of the new normal.
Without cigarettes tying me down, my body feels lighter. Not in some magical, “I floated away on a cloud” way. Just... freer.
At night, my old routine used to revolve around a cigarette and a scroll before bed. Now, I reach for herbal tea, something chill on Spotify, and if I feel like it, a Crystal Bar in Pink Lemonade — my current comfort flavour. It hits that ritual button without all the baggage.
Want to know something wild? I sleep now. Like... real restful, deep sleep.
No waking up dry-mouthed, no cravings at 3 a.m., no hacking cough echoing in the darkness. Just actual, honest rest. And when I wake up? I’m refreshed. I don’t dread the day. I’m energised enough to welcome it.
And I say it with my whole chest: every smoke-free day feels like a mini victory. There’s pride in saying, “I didn’t smoke today.” But there's even more pride in realising... I didn’t even want to.
Let’s be real — quitting smoking isn’t some dreamy montage of instant wins and perfect sunrises. It’s messy. It’s emotional. It’s a journey.
But oh, the things I’m rediscovering.
Like how strawberries actually taste. Or how amazing it feels to laugh — without coughing halfway through. Or the subtle joy of hugging someone and smelling like vanilla shampoo instead of a burned-out Marlboro.
FREESMO didn’t just give me tools — it gave me options that feel familiar but aren’t holding me back. Whether it’s the Lost Mary BM600 for nights out or the Uwell Caliburn G2 for my daily go-to, I’ve found my rhythm again. Just without the smoke cloud.
So no, my life isn’t perfectly polished or filtered for Instagram. But it’s real. And for the first time in a long time, I like the way it smells.
Romanticising my smoke-free life isn’t about pretending I’ve nailed it. It’s about falling in love with the version of me I almost forgot existed — the one who breathes easy, lives fully, and doesn’t miss the smoke at all.
And if you’re just starting this journey? You’ve got this. Truly.
Let’s romanticise the real stuff together.