Heartbroken

So less than a week after returning from Europe with my boyfriend he decided to dump me with an email. Yes ladies and gentlemen, an email. I really thought we had a solid relationship. We had been dating for almost 6 months and he wanted me to meet his mom and friends. I didn't even have a passport before I met Paul. The whole reason I got one was to spend more time with him. So before we left everything was going great. I was getting increasing excited about going on such a awesome adventure with the man I cared so much about. Up to this time we had never had a fight and I thought we had a solid foundation. Little did I know how wrong I was. Less than one week after we come back I receive a horrible email. Basically it said in it that Paul didn't have any fun while he was back home and that I had ruined his time there. Then it went on to tell me that he didn't want to be in a relationship with me anymore. Now, this man is 34 yrs old. He couldn't even bare to call me on the phone to end our relationship of six months. Needless to say I am facing a number of emotions. First I was absolutely shocked. I couldn't believe that someone who had just taken me across the world with them one week could be so quick to dump me the next. Then the tears started flowing. I cried for hours that night. I literally cried myself to sleep. Then I became angry. Why would he do this to me? Who did he think he was treating me like this? Now I am facing a mixture of all three emotions. Yesterday I just walked around like a zombie for most of the day. It was like it wasn't even real. Not only was I feeling miserable but then my dog started vomiting nonstop so I had to rush her to the vet. Then on top of all of this my Blackberry wasn't working. I ended the day crying myself to sleep once again. Unfortunately enough I wound up having horrible nightmares so I really didn't feel so great when I woke up this morning and immediately started crying. Horrible. Finally I pulled myself together because my parents wanted to take me to lunch. This is when I knew everything must be really bad because my parents are not usually very nice to me when I am upset. Actually they often times pretend like they can't see me when I am upset about something. Its like I am invisible to them. I mean I know I'm small but I'm not invisible. Ha, just kidding. So here I am, sitting in my bed writing this entry. I don't know what else to say. Once again, I'm alone.