{"id":79,"date":"2021-07-20T02:19:38","date_gmt":"2021-07-20T02:19:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/?p=79"},"modified":"2021-07-20T02:19:38","modified_gmt":"2021-07-20T02:19:38","slug":"never-have-i-ever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/79-never-have-i-ever\/","title":{"rendered":"Never have I ever&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I recently binged watched the teenage drama Never have I ever, on Netflix, and even though some of the things the kids go through, there are some events that felt oddly relatable. In the age of online dating, I felt nostalgic watching people meet the old fashion way and going on regular dates. Sure the kids are also addicted to their phones, then again who isn&#8217;t? As the second season came to an end, I realized something that felt like a small revelation of sorts. As our main character, Devi walks into the dance holding hands with her dreamed guy, making everyone&#8217;s head turn, I suddenly realize that I want that. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want the guy who makes the grand gesture despite what society might think or say, I want to walk into every scenario possible and be certain that the person who walks with me really wants to be there and nowhere else. I guess I also realized that life is about choosing people who will choose you as well, otherwise you get trapped in a loop of nothingness, trying to fill up gaps that you aren&#8217;t even responsible for. Meeting people halfway is cool as long as both parties are meeting at the same point, otherwise, you&#8217;re left with someone giving far more than the other person probably deserves. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I recently binged watched the teenage drama Never have I ever, on Netflix, and even though some of the things the kids go through, there are some events that felt oddly relatable. In the age of online dating, I felt nostalgic watching people meet the old fashion way and going on regular dates. Sure the&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/79-never-have-i-ever\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Never have I ever&#8230;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-79","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=79"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":80,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79\/revisions\/80"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=79"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=79"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tatywrites.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=79"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}