I got my vidya games, (((YouTube))) and music, for entertainment and escapism.
I got alcohol to wash my brain out and wipe some of the pain away.
I'm a nationalist, so that I can feel like I'm a part of something outside myself, and feel like I belong somewhere. I know I don't and that it's a cope, but I've found that, of all the groups I've tried to be a part of, nationalists have been the least exclusionary and disgusted by my presence. Or maybe they're just alt-right trolls, but either way, they tolerate my presence.
I got a waifu, and I've dressed my sex doll as her, so it can feel like I'm actually cuddling with her. And then, of course, the idea of a waifu itself is a cope, thinking anyone would actually ever want me.
I got my Friday night fish fry as something to look forward to every week, so I don't lose my will to put left foot forward, right foot forward.
And I have a little prayer every night to whatever god or gods may be listening (the idea that, if there are any gods, that they would listen to, and care about!, a peon like me is another nice cope) that they may stop my heart in the middle of the night, while I dream of dancing with my waifu.
Those are my copes. They're all weak, and I'm losing faith in every one of them, but this is what keeps me going, for now.