losing your mind is not a luxury of the middle class

Often we dont realize sumthing's terrible unless its spoken out loud to us. Sometimes we just dont get the intensity of a situation, or extent of an action, unless someone voices it into our ears, loud and clear. And then yet some other times, it really takes some solid spoken words to bring us face to face with brutal reality, to shake us to the core and wake us up.
It was just another movie i bumped into while channel surfing.. dunno what made me stop surfing there.. but sumthing did and i started watching it. In few minutes i realized the context i was in w.r.t the movie. There had been a death.. a husband had died, leaving a young wife behind, who was crazy in love with him. Typical, isn't it? The wife was being a total mess, all alone at home, karaoking with the tv, alone on her bday.. her house looked like a big pile of garbage... when her frends and family pop in to wish her.. or perhaps just to make sure she's alive!! Anyways, if you still haven't guessed the movie i'm talking about.. its "P.S. I Love you".
This scene that i refer to now, has a significance.. One of these frends who arrive, tries to help this young widow clean herself up, and they get to talking, when the frend says precisely these words : "Losing your mind is not a luxury of the middle class". And it strikes me.. like a hot iron rod.. trust me i haven't been able to get these words out of my head ever since.
How true and how simple to get, if only you know how to figure this out and accept it on your own.. but we don't. We need somebody else to tell us..somebody else to force some wisdom into our heads once in a while.. and not silently.. but in loud clear precise words.

I had been in a familiar situation recently.. lost my dad to cancer.. and ever since then, i'd been a lost soul myself. I don't know what i'm doing or why.. what i want to do in future.. for whom.. and how.. i have got absolutely no clue. And surprisingly this is coming from someone who used to be an avid dreamer, planning life ahead... thinking things through.. It is a difficult time.. i wanna give up sumtimes.. simply because i can't handle it.. but then these words ring a bell.. n i'm brought back down to earth.. i'm reminded i don't have that lousy option to just give it all up. Its unfair.. how those who want it never get it.. and those who don't, aren't even given an option to pick, they are simply taken. My dad was always full of life.. cracking jokes, bringing humour to life.. and was so looking forward to getting well soon, and getting his life back.. but he never got a chance to choose or decide.. he was simply taken, and he had to give in.. I'm angry cos this is unfair.. its our life on paper.. and somebody else fools around with it in practice, and we never get a say in it. Its the planets and the stars and the gods who decide.. then how does it get to be called ours?