I have entirely too much time on my hands, I actually put some real thought into this.
First, animal abuse. Specifically, sociopathically genius abuse of kittehs, done by maniacally giggling shitbags.
Second, abuse of my closest family and friends.
Third, everyone I know and love is throwing rocks at me and laughing.
Fourth, and most recently added to my hell, pony abuse. Any fan of the show knows that a crying Fluttershy is a terrible thing, indeed.
And to top it all, off, worse than being restrained and unable to intervene, I am weak and fatigued and unable to fight for myself, my family and friends, the kitteh or the ponies. My loved ones' laughter is made all the worse because they're laughing at my crippling weakness.
I'm sure I'm forgetting some details, there are any number of terrible things that could be part of my personal hell. Still, all things considered, this is pretty bad, right ere.