I got really drunk to the point that I don't actually remember doing it, but I woke up in my bed with it covered in blood, the cut was so deep that it really should've had stitches. Now I have this huge scar that I despise, yet here I am, wanting to cut again after 8 months of not doing it. I really don't know what to do anymore, I know I shouldn't listen to what the voices are saying, but they're so loud and they want this so badly.