But she wasn't really the spark--you were. You are the one who realized that this is a problem and decided to act upon it. This girl more happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time (from her perspective), because (from your perspective) if it was another girl, the same thing would have happened and you would have realized the problem. I don't mean for this to sound cold or harsh (I have much the same experience), but we have to see that this problem comes from us and can only be solved properly when we do it for our own sake (not for others). I want to say this is an act of self-love. (Ultimately, self-love and love for others should be mutual and overlap, but I think it takes a special kind of strength to care for others, namely, that you can care for yourself.)
My point is, don't worry about other girls. If it happens, it happens. Just be honest with them that it's not them but that your brain cells are a bit fried at the moment but are busy recovering. You're doing this for you. Maybe think of it this way: It's the greatest gift you can give yourself.
Keep counting them days, zackergeet! (Or, have an app doing it for you so you can get busy achieving new skills, adventures, talents, hobbies, enterprises, and experiences.)