I was 19. Second year university. My life was so bad, PMOing all the time, depression, etc.. you get the picture. I thought the best way to die would be to jump off a tall building, like my student flat balcony. This way I would fly before I die. Yeah, go out flying! Stood on the balcony for a good while. But I could not do that to my family and friends. And also I chickened out of course. So, what do you do? Roll a joint and PMO some more. Takes the pain away. That I think was my lowest point ever. EDIT: Porn did not do this. Porn (+weed + alcohol) was my drug to cope and porn made it definitely worse and got me to that point.