Because I'm independant doesn't mean you can depend on me!!!!

I never really looked at myself as a cougar, but I started an affair with a 24 year old about a year ago while going through a really bad break up of 5 years. My affair was not planned but the young hunk had me feeling sexy and he treated me with so much respect. Their was never any pressure for sex and when we finally did it he took my breath away, I was in love or so I thought. I would always tell my lover he was perfect I knew men his age who didn't have their life together. It was all good until I found out the first lie, then the second, then the third, and it went on and on, but the sex was so good and he made my toes curl that it was hard to walk away.
After trying to break it off with him, it was clear that he developed feelings and although I had feelings for him too, it could have gone either way. Then after 2 months he said I LOVE YOU. that was all he had to say, because I was so dickamotyzed I forgave the lies, but the truth is the truth no matter how you put it, and he went from wining and dining and paying my bills, to now needing me to help him out and I wasn't comfortable with that mainly because I feel I have greater responsibilities than he did.
Needless to say I didn't step up to the plate to return the favor when he needed help simply because he could have totally avoided the mess he got himself into.Our affair ended after a brief four months he left town and back to his home town to live with his mom until he got himself on his feet. We corresponded on the phone and then he decided to come see me for the first time this past weekend six months. I was excited, more so because I thought we would
pleasure each other one more time, but mother nature had different plans for me the day he came, low and behold the minute he touched down my period decided to come 3 days early.
Ugghhhhh!!!! The weekend started out great, that was until he broke my Goddess Statue that I had in the corner originally so neither one of my Bambino's would knock it over and break it, then he sat and played with his blackberry damn near the whole weekend, to top that off he asked to borrow my car to visit family, the car had an empty tank so I was expecting for him to fill it up, that was what he used to do when he came back with the car after two and a half hours it was still on E , lmaoooooooooooo.
As if it couldn't get any worse he asked to use my computer so I told him yes, about five minutes later he says he needed to buy a ticket to go home and he didn't have enough money in his account to charge it, but he will go to the ATM take out what he had and put it with the rest
of the cash he had on him and he will give me the money if I charged it on my card for him , so I said o.k. cool!!!
His flight left at 5 a.m. and guess who he asked to take him to the airport? Me!! I said I couldn't
do it and he was quite upset, he said he wanted me to see him off, I then suggested a cab, I even said I will pay half. he said NO, I then had to sneak a couple of text messages to my best
friends about this whole situation it was getting a bit much and i'm known for having a lethal tongue. They both agreed that he was asking for a lot and I wasn't over reacting, my toyboy and I were quiet for the rest of the night he woke me up about 3:29 a.m. and said that the cab was outside waiting I got out of bed and walked him to the door we kissed and said our goodbyes. Well before I went to bed, I went and poured myself a glass of water and looked at the money that he originally put on the counter for me after I charged his ticket and I realized this little NICCA left me twenty dollars, I gagged on my water is he serious?
So I decided to go in on his ass the following morning, by the time I was done he offered to put the money back in my account. My question is when did it become okay to depend on me? I was never one to be moved by the words I LOVE YOU, show me how much you love me don't tell me!!!