Did this man M 27 love bomb and manipulate me F 25 ?

TLDR: tinder date M(27) books a flight to see me F (25) and proceeds to love bombe, manipulate, and discard me. Any advice would be appreciated.
*TW: manipulation & alcohol/drug abuse

I matched with this guy on tinder and we were talking everyday for a little over a week or 2. We FaceTimed for 30+ hours, everything was going well and so he decided to book a flight (on his company card) to come & visit me. He’s moving to my city in a few weeks so his trip was partially to explore, partially to see me. Things seemed great, conversations are good, we couldn’t get enough of each other. He would say things like “you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen” “I’m obsessed with u” “I want u”, and during our FaceTimes and connecting online he really seemed interested. But very quickly his texts started to seemed shorter and less interested (I know he has a very demanding job thats WFH, but he would ft me and work). There were red flags like him snorting adderall on ft, drinking everytime we would FaceTime, he would talk a lot about his ex who cheated on him (but still wears a bracelet she got him). We end up getting into a fight the week leading up to his arrival because instead of messaging me back I see him active on a kink website. We had both deleted the apps, agreed to not talk to anyone (I know, preemptive), but it felt right at the time. I also called him out for how his actions made me feel with minimal contact throughout the day, not communicating effectively, and just the bare minimum. We somehow reconcile things and fast forward to Friday, I picked him up from the airport and things quickly deescalated from there.

Once we get to the hotel we hooked up and immediately after I felt a shift in his energy. We picked up food and drinks and once we got back to the hotel he proceeds to redownload instagram and turn on news?! The news?! Then proceeds to fall asleep….. so eventually I wake him up, we talk, connect and things seem to be ok, so we eventually go to sleep.

The next morning he seems distant, physically and emotionally. We leave the hotel to explore. During the day I’m pretty quiet, tired, passive aggressive, and then we finally get to lunch & he posts a video on instagram to show that shows he’s in the city. We get back to the hotel and I see he multiple messages from women on Instagram and during the week when we were fighting he texted 2 girls one being “hey you”, AND also changed his return flight to earlier.

I sit on the balcony sad, processing, taking a minute to myself, and he comes out after finishing his work asking if I want to start drinking and I say sure. He proceeds to open a drink and then falls asleep again. I go walk around for a lil bit, come back, and once he wakes up all hell broke loose. The previous night and during this fight I would bring up feelings or how he makes me feel and he would rolls his eyes while touching his head, and sighs with frustration and annoyance. We start fighting like we’ve been together for years, I pack my shit, threaten to leave, it’s bad. We somehow come out the other end of it, until after the fight he proceeds to snort 20mg of adderall and is hyper focused on the music. So then I proceed to get ready to go out for some drinks and want to tease him so I put on a $450 lingerie set I’ve never worn just for him. I come out and he’s takes pictures of me but then proceeds to tell me my lingerie is “too much” UNDER my clothes so I take off the garter and it’s still “too much”. I proceed to change in a similar style thong that’s not as boujee and he still even said it was “a lot” but I wore it anyways. We go out, had a great time, we come back and he’s drunk, spilling his drink, snorting more adderall, I feel like such an afterthought. We talk, hang out and then it’s time to sleep. As we’re lying down I feel a uti coming on. He seemed to be so understanding and apologetic, and he asks what he can do and I asked him to continue to cuddle me and comfort me and he of course raises his voice again and gets upset.

The next morning we wake up, don’t really cuddle or talk, he’s sitting on the chair, with 20 minutes until I drop him off at the airport so I ask him to come sit next to me and cuddle and he says he’s texting his mom. Another 10 minutes past, still doesn’t. So I pack up my shit, visibly upset and annoyed. The car ride to the airport he says I slammed my trunk, I seem upset, and I’m very passive aggressive, yet again. We get out of the car, I grab his suitcase, and he gives me a half ass hug, and starts to walk away. I call his name and he gets back in the car and I start sobbing. It was such a terrible weekend, I feel like such an afterthought with him being so dismissive, inconsiderate, manipulative, lying, holding us to standards he couldn’t hold himself.

The week or so after has been hell, he’s been avoidant, not trying to understand me, no apology or accountability, just disposing of me and acting like it’s all my fault because towards the end I didn’t handle it great and couldn’t let go easily. He has now blocked me again, ignoring my calls, and it’s officially over. Any advice or thoughts would be appreciated, i am trying to gain clarity of wtf i just lived through.

I’m not one to post stuff like this online so please be kind. I know my faults in all of this and I know there were red flags from the beginning. I’m posting this for awareness.