Hang in there, wait for the good days. That's what I have to do with D. I too am a survivor but, the stuff he endured makes my past look like a daisy patch. (And yes mine was on every front save spiritual, D's included that.)
I can handle a lot but sometimes he brings me to tears, and amazement that he even lived through it, much less is able to function and trust me at all. (And he does, with more than he ever trusted Ts with.)
I look at that and remind myself what a treasure he and the bond we share really is and, that helps me get through the bad times with him.