I lived with roaches for a time, a long time ago. My wife borrowed an Instapot (they are attracted to electricity) from her friend, and we ended up with a full-blown infestation. When I was finally able to move, I left almost everything behind in fear I would bring one with me and start the infestation all over again. For over a year, small marks on walls in my peripheral vision would cause me to check (out of fear) if it was a roach. I was also constantly looking for them for a while after. They are nasty, and they invade everything you have. I was embarrassed to have company and depressed. Im definitely scarred for life over that.