Did the gut wrenching act of having your pet put down make you swear off pets?

Two weeks ago I had to have one of our bichons , age ten, put to sleep. I know I’m not alone by any means in feeling tormented by being there and watching this. I have no guilt whatsoever; he could not have been sicker. But the experience and not being able to stop crying in the vet’s office was so horrific that I feel justified in never getting another pet. Am I the only one who feels this way? I see people on Facebook who run out a couple weeks later to try and “replace” their pet with one or three new ones and, to me, you can’t replace your dog. God help me we have one left close in age to Donnie. May I never have another fur baby.