6 years ago my boyfriend and I moved to an apartment that ended up being infested. I had to leave, it was bad. The apartment we just moved from I would see them once in awhile over the span of three years. Dealing with that awful when it would happen, somehow I got through it. Flash forward to today, when I was actually getting used to living in our new rental house and was getting out of the thinking that there might be bugs. While my boyfriend is making brownies, he goes “eww, a bug” so I go over to look at it and it’s a goddamn roach. I am shaking and feel like I’m going to throw up. This is the THIRD time I’ve lived somewhere where I’ve seen one (or it was an issue). I am so tired. I work from home, spent a lot of time at home so this is extra freaking me out. Last time this happened I shut down. I’m hoping the landlord takes it seriously, especially because I know where they live (where we drop off rent) so they’re placing a lot of trust that people don’t show up to their residence and harass them if they don’t follow through on their landlord responsibilities. I’m texting them first thing tomorrow. I cannot deal with this. It was an unusually warm day for where I live for this time of year and that could be a reason we saw one, but I SHOULD NOT being seeing pests regardless. I even have powdered the baseboards with boric acid &amp; diatomaceous earth and behind the washer, dryer, sink, oven, etc. when we moved in to perhaps get ahead of the problem- if there was going to be one. I am just at a loss. I was so excited to finally have a place of our own again, free of roommates and chaos, then this happens. I want to pass out and wake up when this is all over.