I think pride is one of the most complex emotions that we humans experience. In the English language, we categorize way too many distinct feelings under the umbrella of pride. That can be problematic, because in some instances pride is a type of satisfaction that is important and positive, and in others it’s arrogance, which is stupid and destructive.
There is nothing better, in my opinion, than being able to take pride in what you do. And hearing that someone you love or admire is proud of you is often the pinnacle of life achievements. Yet in many cultures, pride is almost a dirty word. You’re supposed to be humble. Humility is meant to be your goal. It’s called Tall Poppy Syndrome. Never stick your head above all the other poppies around you, or you’ll risk getting it chopped off.
What a shame. Life is going to grind you down enough without your having to stuff those feelings of self-satisfaction so deep in your soul that you can no longer access them even when they’re merited. When you set a goal and achieve it, I believe you’ve earned some pride.
On the other hand, when you’re too proud to own up to changing circumstances and admit that you’re wrong, you are only making yourself look like a stubborn fool. You will then have painted yourself into a corner that you won’t be able to get out of cleanly, and people will feel sorry for you and lose respect.
And bragging should be avoided. If your pride is at the expense of someone else’s, then it is toxic. Learning how to feel that feeling without crossing that line is a true sign of maturity. Kind of sad that not everyone figures that out.
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