There were times in childhood - which I now know were due to toxicity and illness - where I could feel no beauty, and it felt like life was not worth living. And, for many years, illness and pain persisted, and those feelings came back.
But I stuck through it. The illnesses are almost gone. The confusion is gone, and I see beauty everywhere.
So my own life is a testimony to the fact that, even when we can't touch the beauty, life is worth living, for we are, and all is, beautiful, and awareness of beauty can come back at any time.