Some years ago I was struggling with masturbation. All my prayers, study of the scriptures, attendance in church, seek for help, all proved abortive. I would cry and would see myself as the worst sinner ever. There was a day, during this period of despondency that I felt like I should just harm myself because I felt there was no going out of this thing. I didn’t lust after opposite sex but I masturbated anyways. The good news is, now, it is a story of a long time ago. The spirit of God comforted me and I wished I had someone who could understand what I was passing through.