As long as I have food, water, and shelter, I suppose I can endure anything.

 As long as I have food, water, and shelter, I suppose I can endure anything. That is, neither disrespect, lovelessness, nor loneliness can affect me too deeply. These feel like mere noise compared to the survival of the body. Because as long as the body survives, anything is possible, and no matter how severe emotional pain may be, it will lead to nothing. Nothing will occur, for a person’s basic needs are guaranteed, and thus, it is sure they will continue to exist. So how, then, could such abstract things ever destroy me?