I am a cockroach killer, and will forever be haunted by their ghosts

I have always liked bugs, maybe because I grew up as a tom boy and thought I had to like them, but really I more often then not think their cute. O wait wait lies, ok once in Hawaii we encountered a demon from the depths of the jungle. It was  no joke a foot round jumping spider and to add to its scariness it had eight red eyes!! it lived in the bathroom (of course) so you would open the door see this demonic thing jump across the room and continue to jump while you peed, more in fear then anything. Finally we trapped it in the blinds, caught it with a colander and released it back into the darkness from wince it came. ahhh ok anyway minus that I like bugs. So when I found a bunch of cockroaches in my new apartment I wasn’t to worried I mean their pretty common ya know? but the town I live didn’t think it was ok and once they found out war was declared on my little six legged buddies. So I come in yesterday to fine thousands of cockroaches dead and in the process of dying, I guess my apartment got a pest guy to come before I moved in to take care of the “problem.” And I know they can carry diseases and are considered gross but I felt awful. I caused mass genocide of a non violent non demonic bug. I almost don’t want to move in, i feel like now ill just be haunted by a thousand cockroach ghosts. I guess that’s what I deserve though