Was I getting used?

Basically, I was with my girlfriend for half a year. Because of my harsh abusive and and socially isolated background, I'm very submissive and somewhat easily taken advantage of by people. We lived about 350 Kilometers apart, and saw each other maybe once a month. First thing that happened when I went to see her, is we had sex, and it was my first time. Saving myself for the right person was such an important thing for me, mostly based on my culture and my beliefs. The most important part is that I was socially isolated, and had not been outside (at all) in about 7 years. I have no friends, nothing. It was tough, but I managed to get passed that and show her that I'd be willing to break a cycle of isolation (except the Internet) to go see her. Having no money or income, the relationship started to change where she was always needing money. I couldn't help her, but I sent as much as I could. My biggest weakness is children, and wanting a child. I don't know if anyone has heard of love-shyness in males, but I am very love shy (as well as shy), and find it very difficult to express my feelings when in love. I sink into a romantic state, where I idolise the other person and give my heart to them. THis has only happened once, which was with the girl I am talking about, but I have enough insight to know what is going on, until I get blinded by love. She always blamed me for not being able to express myself and no matter what I said, or tried to explain, she would not listen. She promised to give me a child (I am aware, I am not ready to be a parent, so that would have been selfish for me if that were to happen, but it's the point rather than the reality that matters).

Whenever she asked for money, she always had to say that 'It will be the last time you hear from me if I don't get it'. This hurt, and I felt forced to make promises I could not keep, in order to stop her from leaving me. I stole money from my family, I ruined my relationship with my mother, and sister, in order to get her money. One time, my mother recovered the money I stole from her, and I could not help my girlfriend. I was so scared of what would happen next, but she gave me another chance (it seems). Then a month or two later, she asks for money again, even more. This is recent, about 2 weeks ago up until today. This time it was that she will kill herself if I can't help. I felt forced again to get the money, and once again I stole.. I was going to go there and give her the money, but I didn't. I was in hospital and I could not help that. I found out that I have brain cancer days ago, while all this stuff is going on. I told her that if she wants her money, she will have to come and get it herself. I also told her that I can't do this no more, and to leave me alone (she said I was full of s!!t when I told her I was in hospital). An hour later, she texts me saying she must see me, and she was all nice..she wanted to come and see me, because 'It will be the last'. So I pick her up the next day, after I left hospital. I take her to my home, and she spends the night. THe morning after, she asks for the money, and that she's 'f!!!ked' when she gets back. I had the money, and I had to make a decision. I needed to find out if she wanted to see me or just came for the money. I told her, 'I can't help you, I'm sorry..I don't have your money'. I was going to give it to her, but I had some urgent debts to pay. I promised her, if she didn't go back, she could stay for a week where I am until I find a place for both of us and that I would support her as much as I could. She looked at me with hate, and she was gone, but not after a phone call talking to someone and saying 'I'm not going to be back in time to go to the xxx with you' and 'I'm sorry, it's really &@^@$ izn't it?'. It was a guy, and I was just sitting there...I asked 'Who was that?', and she said 'Doesn't matter'. If she's so messed up as she says, why is she making plans with some guy whom she won't evne let me know who he is...then she was gone, and I took her back, as far as I could. And now, on Sunday, the day after, I am trying to hold myself together. I have brain cancer, I am dying, it is not treatable and I have about 5 months to live. I asked her to stay until to Monday to go to the hospital with me, because I need a few more tests. I needed her support, and I thought that if you love someone, money does not matter. It seems that she cares more about money. I just lost my girlfriend, because of money, and she knows my worst fear is being alone when I die. She has given me this, why did she not wait, and let me die feeling I was at least loved. And the fact remains that I grew up in poverty, and I am too ill to work. I have no income. Sorry for the long story, but could someone who read all this answer some questions below.

Does it look like she was using me?
Does it look like she loved me?
Was it all my fault?

Just talked to her. She said she's now making a choice to sort her life out. I asked her why she didn't wait until I died, and she said. 'Don't start with the 'I'm going to die' thing'. I said goodbye, and that's the end. I will never contact her again.

Good for you, you deserve someone who will truly care for you, listen to you, and appreciate you for who you are- good riddance to her!