I've noticed that whenever I'm on the opposite end of a relapse, it always follows an identical pattern; I feel puffed up and prideful. I'm at the top of the world and ready to fall. I always build myself up by considering myself to be better than others. I tear down people who I think are particularly morally bankrupt and foolish. Then cut to me staring at an empty screen, ashamed and reminded of just how sinful I really am. I think that if I ever hope to beat this sin then I have to constantly keep my pride in check and remind myself daily just how morally bankrupt and foolish I am before God. Do you guys suffer from that same kind of struggle with pride? how have you handled it?