Last year in Dec 2017 I reached a point where even fapping didn't give me any pleasure. I was over it. Nothing could really satisfy me in this mean life. But then something happened. This may sound weird to you but it's real to me. I cried out to God. In a glimpse, the love of God consumed me, filled my voids, I felt as if I am not alone. The presence of God was so much in my room that everything that fell apart was brought together. I felt loved by the one who died on the cross for me and rose again.
This is not any achievement. But it's the greatest battle I've every won in my lifetime. And you can too.