The problem with this lovely series is basically the problem of all TV: it doesn't EVER 'leave people wanting more' (cf John Cleese when he stopped making *Fawlty Towers* at the peak of its success) anymore.
Because it is made by greedy people who will throw money at something and wring every last drop of capitalist success out of it (killing it in the process)-and because the word 'fan' comes from 'fanatic'-when something is sweet and meaningful, well-acted and well-written, directed with intelligence and restraint...
... it cannot last. Had the show ended here, it would have the highest rating I can give, and the sentiment that EVERYONE should watch it, because it's truly a window into the fact that young LGBT kids are just struggling to find themselves and their place in the world. Their activism comes out of love and acceptance (finding their own self-acceptance and wanting it for everyone).
Unfortunately, as the series keeps going into Season 2, it begins to runs out of first the restraint and then the intelligence. It tries to add flat, un-nuanced characters and gives even some recurring ones almost nothing to work with. It makes Charlie so central that it begins to feel false and myopic. The plots trickle way into soap opera territory, the melodrama saddles the entire cast with humiliating scenes (I didn't think it was supposed to make me cringe constantly), and it all feels insanely like there was nothing more to say but people loved it so let's make more.
I loved spending time in these characters' world, but all good things should know when to end. This one doesn't.