Why ‘Me’ Needs a Holiday…

The Most Overused Word?

If I had to pick a word that’s overused these days, I’d say “me.”
Not because the letters offend me, or because I want to erase individuality, but because “me” has become the gravitational center of far too many conversations, posts, and decisions.

We live in an era where “me” gets first, second, and third billing. It’s the star of the show, the lead vocalist, and the manager all in one. Social media feeds hum with me at the beach, me having coffee, me feeling cute, me feeling sad. Nothing wrong with sharing, of course, connection is important, but “me” has become less of a genuine self and more of a brand.

Even in face-to-face conversations, “me” seems to hijack the steering wheel. Ever notice how you share something, a success, a struggle, a story, and instead of sitting with it, someone takes a hard turn into “That reminds me of when I…”? Suddenly, your moment is an off-ramp on the freeway to them.

Worst of all, “me” has wormed its way into apologies. “I’m sorry YOU feel that way about ME.” That’s not remorse, it’s a PR spin. It’s like sending a sympathy card that says, Sorry you’re sad, but also… here’s a photo of me looking great.

Imagine if we gave “me” a sabbatical. Sent it off on a retreat where it could do some quiet journaling and maybe learn yoga. In the meantime, we could let “we,” “you,” and “us” carry more of the load. We might start to notice things, like how the air feels softer when kindness comes first, or how conversations grow when we don’t keep turning the camera back on ourselves.

It’s not about self-erasure, it’s about balance. A healthy “me” blooms best in the soil of “we.”

As Granny Frass used to say:

“Less me-me-me, be more bee-bee-bee… go help someone else make honey. Tastes sweeter that way.”

Mae 🧡