In Season 3 of Ginny & Georgia, Maxine Baker reminds us why the loudest one in the room is sometimes the loneliest.
Max Is the Comic Relief… Until She Isn’t
You know Max. Big energy, always screaming, dramatic AF—but in a lovable way. The friend who plans the parties, shows up with glitter, and always says “OMG I have TEA” before she even takes her jacket off.
But this season? That sparkle was dimming. And no one noticed. Max was still being Max, but the jokes hit different. She was trying so hard to hold everyone together—her friend group, her family, her own mental health—but no one was holding her.
Being the Loud Friend Is Exhausting
This season we watched Max get excluded, overlooked, and straight-up dismissed. Not because she wasn’t trying, but because people stopped listening. She’s the “fun one,” so no one asked if she was okay. She’s the “dramatic one,” so people assumed she was just overreacting. But sometimes the friend who makes the most noise is the one who needs the most love.
Her Pain Was Quiet—But It Was There
She got iced out of conversations. She carried the emotional weight of her brother’s spiral. She showed up for Ginny, only to be shut down in the finale in a way that genuinely hurt to watch. It’s hard seeing someone so full of love feel invisible.
Why It Hit So Hard
Because it’s real. So many girls play Max’s role in real life. We’re the glue. The hype squad. The comic relief. But when we’re not okay? The room goes quiet. Nobody checks in. You spiral in silence because you feel like you don’t have the right to take up space with your sadness.
If You’re a Max — or You Love One
- Check on your strong friends. The ones who always show up for others might be hanging on by a thread.
- Stop mistaking loud for okay. Humor doesn’t equal healing.
- Invite her in—even if she says no. Being included still matters.
- Apologize if you’ve ever said “you’re too much.” Because she’s not. She’s exactly enough.
Final Thoughts
This season showed a softer, more vulnerable side of Max, and honestly? It broke me. Watching her pretend everything was fine when she clearly wasn’t… we’ve all been there. She’s the embodiment of the happy girl who’s actually struggling, and her story is a reminder that being loud doesn’t make your feelings any less real.
So if you’re the Max of your group, I see you. And if you’re lucky enough to have a Max in your life, show up for her the way she shows up for everyone else.
Here’s to the glitter girls who are quietly falling apart—may we love them louder.
Your Chief Spiral Officer, JIW
