I’m coming out of the closet.  No, I’m not gay. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)  I have Rheumatoid Arthritis. There! It’s out there. I have not been “in the closet” long; my initial diagnosis came on February 2nd, 2018. I am not ashamed of my diagnosis.  I just haven’t been in a place where I wanted to talk about it. This is partly because the diagnosis process has been a roller coaster ride. I usually LOVE roller coasters. This one? Not so much. There were some very scary low points in the past few months.  Moments of darkness where I felt completely alone and there have been high…