Find something that makes you feel like the world makes sense, even if you can’t justify it intellectually to yourself or anyone else.
Personally, if I don’t rock a wall, get up, get laid, get down on a dancefloor, read a good book, write a poem, listen to a mind-blowing record or have a soul-shaking, satisfying conversation at least once a week, the world doesn’t make sense to me and I am unmoored.
If I don’t get these things for a month, I become a total, inconsolable, incomprehensible wreck.
This wreck can easily snowball into all kinds of self-destruction.
Find what works for you and be loyal to it as a loyalty to yourself.
I found mine,
Have you got yours?