I have been there, where you are. And I still find myself at times there, although much less often in recent days. I'm not sure I'm done either. It's possible that I will go back to that place again, as different steps in the D process take place. I feel like I have been hollowed out, there is little left inside me that can cry, mourn and suffer. All my guts have been crushed and scooped out. I have drunk to escape; cried at random times and random places; taken meds to wipe out the depression and be able to sleep more than 5 hours a night. I am left a skeleton. How much more can an empty body suffer? Yet I'm still afraid of the future.
I believe you're in the UK. Not sure how healthcare works there, but can you get IC? You may need to meet with 2-3 or even 4 before finding one you like. That might be a good alternative or an addition to getting help from MWD's outfit.
Me: 50, MLC/WW 45 Young kids Nov 2015: BD1 Apr 2016: BD2 Jan 2017: W filed Feb 2017: D final