TIFU by flying an airplane to the city my ex lives in

So this is going to require some background context before we get anywhere.

This happened 2 months ago

I'm a pilot, and I currently teach people to fly as an instructor. In order to do that, I needed a way to train to learn myself, so my parents and I bought an airplane rather then going to flight school that way we could save money on training due to the appreciation and equity of the airplane. I now have since sold the airplane and that's where this story begins. Trust me this is relevant.

My ex and I met through our church, and we dated for about ~4 months. I really like this girl, like a lot. Even as of right now. When we started dating she said she only wanted to give it a shot if my plan was to date to marry (a Christian clichè I know). Anyways, things were going great.. except she moved to North Carolina at the end of August to start her upper level schooling (For context I am in NY). Everything was absolutely fantastic, we went out all the time and connected tremendously well, up until the point she moved away. I tried to FaceTime everyday, and even booked a trip to go see her at the end of September, with her coordination. She was so excited and was going through a lot of changes and I was being patient of her needs, as I understood she was under a lot of stress.

2 weeks before I was supposed to go down to see her, she calls me crying over the phone that she couldn't handle it and that she was engaging in "self harmful" activities and couldn't be in a relationship. My friends told me she probably either A. Met someone down there, or B. Didn't want to be tied down and she was giving me excuses to get out of it. Either way, she didn't block me and maintained she wanted to be friends. Easily just cost me $600 in nonrefundable fees/taxes right there.

This is where God decided to slap me in the face.

At this exact time my parents decided to sell our airplane with a broker located in.. you guessed it... North Carolina, in the same city as her too. The broker wanted me to bring the airplane down to them to their facility for the duration of advertisement so they could take photos, prep it, e.t.c. (much different than selling a car).

Whatever happened in-between her breaking up with me and this next event led to her blocking me on Instagram and Facebook, but she kept stalking my snapchat story where I am most active on social media (I post literally everything there). I gave her fair warning that I would be coming down to her city for a reason that had nothing to do with her, I had a legally signed agreement to bring my airplane to a specific airport, and had booked a flight home the same day I was going down.

So on October 4th, I ventured down from NY to NC in my airplane, and arrived in Raleigh-Durham, NC. I guess she couldn't handle it, because she ended up freaking out and saying it was a scary and surreal experience that I ended up in Durham (in reality still 10+ miles from where she lived). To make it worse, she then accused me of the intention of stalking her, because I said that if I really was there to see her, I could of (I was implying I had her address and if I really was there to do that I could have, but I can see how this wording may have been offputting and or inappropriate).

Anyway, she ended up talking to her therapist and I guess they told her to block me, because I haven't spoken to her in over 2 months, even though she was one of my best friends.

All of this has been a serious mental strain on me as this girl gave me the false pretense she was in it for the long run multiple times, and left me with no closure.

In conclusion, everyone I know so far has told me I am definitely not a stalker and that she didnt deserve me so that's good.

Tldr: flew my plane to where my ex who I really liked lives, she called me a stalker and hasn't talked to me since