Poor Auntie Hill

I have just hit a complete stop. I am completely afraid of bugs, especially if they creep up on me. My way, though is completely inhumane I usually spray them with hairspray. Tonight, one was crawling on my computer screen and I took a post-it and picked it up and put it in the garbage to hairspray it. Afterwards I went to get a snack, came back up and started to blow-dry my hair. In the middle of this routine I looked at my leg and saw an Ant crawling on it. Quickly, without thinking (because the stupid bug threw me off guard) I started to flick it until it was on my floor. Then I started blow-drying it. Moments later (about 2 seconds) did I realize it was too terrible, but by then the ant had already hardened, by the hairspray and then the heat. I then realized it also wasn't dead, it only could move an antenna I guess I hadn't sprayed. I feel so guilty about the poor creature now and now I have so many thoughts. What would it be like to be frozen? What would you see if you where frozen for forever. I have no idea what it's like when you cannot move, nor do I want to. I just feel so guilty I want to have a memorial serivce. Out of guilt it was named Auntie Hill hence the title.