Wentworth Miller has responded to an internet meme making fun of his weight by opening up about his struggle with depression. In a powerful Facebook post, the 43-year-old shared the meme which shows two photos of him side-by-side with a caption: â€œWhen you break out of prison and find out about McDonaldâ€™s monopolyâ€ and talked about how he felt suicidal in 2010 and took comfort in food, leading to weight gain that was covered in the press.
He admitted that the jibe about his size came at a time when he felt â€˜suicidalâ€™ and concludes by urging those struggling to reach out for help. The post has been shared many times. Read afterÂ below:
â€œToday I found myself the subject of an Internet meme. Not for the first time.â€ he wroteÂ This one, however, stands out from the rest.
In 2010, semi-retired from acting, I was keeping a low-profile for a number of reasons.Â First and foremost, I was suicidal.Â This is a subject Iâ€™ve since written about, spoken about, shared about.
But at the time I suffered in silence. As so many do. The extent of my struggle known to very, very few.
Ashamed and in pain, I considered myself damaged goods. And the voices in my head urged me down the path to self-destruction. Not for the first time.Â Iâ€™ve struggled with depression since childhood. Itâ€™s a battle thatâ€™s cost me time, opportunities, relationships, and a thousand sleepless nights.
In 2010, at the lowest point in my adult life, I was looking
everywhere for relief/comfort/distraction. And I turned to food. It
could have been anything. Drugs. Alcohol. Sex. But eating became
the one thing I could look forward to. Count on to get me through.
There were stretches when the highlight of my week was a favorite
meal and a new episode of TOP CHEF. Sometimes that was enough. Had
And I put on weight. Big fâ€“king deal.One day, out for a hike in Los Angeles with a friend, we crossed paths with a film crew shooting a reality show. Unbeknownst to me, paparazzi were circling. They took my picture, and the photos were published alongside images of me from another time in my career. â€œHunk To Chunk.â€ â€œFit To Flab.â€ Etc.
My mother has one of those â€œfriendsâ€ whoâ€™s always the first to bring you bad news. They clipped one of these articles from a popular national magazine and mailed it to her. She called me, concerned.Â In 2010, fighting for my mental health, it was the last thing I needed.Â Long story short, I survived.Â So do those pictures.
Now, when I see that image of me in my red t-shirt, a rare smile
on my face, I am reminded of my struggle. My endurance and my
perseverance in the face of all kinds of demons. Some within. Some
Like a dandelion up through the pavement, I persist.Â Anyway. Still. Despite.
The first time I saw this meme pop up in my social media feed, I have to admit, it hurt to breathe. But as with everything in life, I get to assign meaning. And the meaning I assign to this/my image is Strength. Healing. Forgiveness.Â Of myself and others.
If you or someone you know is struggling, help is available. Reach out. Text. Send an email. Pick up the phone. Someone cares. Theyâ€™re waiting to hear from you. Much love. â€“ W.M. â€ª#â€Žkoalasâ€¬ â€ª#â€Žinneractivistâ€¬â€ª#â€Žprisonbrokenâ€¬