Pride...

So, the lesson today in Relief Society was about Pride.
I didn't consider myself to be a prideful person until today right at the end of the lesson.
It's not even super bad...and in some ways I still feel like it's okay, but nonetheless, it's pride.

I have a couple of friends here in the booming metropolis of Pocatello who like to make fun of Soda.
Because it's small...
Because the people there are just a tad "off"...
And I'm sure because they know it bugs me.
Most of the time I just go along with it, but a few days ago it started to legit bug me.

Today during church I was thinking to myself.
Why was I letting a joke bug me so badly?
Then I realized, it's pride.
I take pride in being from Soda, which is something I feel a lot of people don't appreciate.
I don't expect most people to understand why I feel so strongly about it,
nor can I fully explain why I do.

But the question stands....is this the bad kind of pride or the good kind of pride?