I always wonder what aspect of death makes us people most afraid of it?
In my country at least (USA) most people are control freaks to one degree or another. Death is the ultimate relinquishing of control. Rich people often go to great lengths to control events after their death, such as (in the best case) establishing charitable foundations or (in the worst case) making their heirs conform to strict qualifications in order to receive their inheritence.
Also, if death is the separation of the soul from the corpse, what will happen to the soul afterwards?
The "soul" is a fiction created by people in order to believe that they won't really die. But for people who believe in it, it's generally part of a set of religious beliefs, which invariably include a dichotomy for assigning a soul to a heaven or a hell--for all eternity--depending on how honorably life was lived. Very few of us have lived lives of flawless behavior, even by our own standards much less those of any major religion. So it's natural for people who believe in an afterlife to worry that they won't go to the destination of their choosing. This certainly explains why far more Americans--when cleverly questioned to avoid noticing the cognitive dissonance--believe in Heaven than in Hell.
i wouldnt say cutting your wrists are painless
One reason the wrists are the location of choice is that the arteries are very close to the surface, beneath skin that's rather battle-hardened by daily life, so it's not as painful a cut as, say, one's throat. Nonetheless these days that's not one of the preferred methods for suicide. Depressants are far more popular.
BTW I've already died for over 3 minutes once! They had to revive me and they almost didn't!
As the Head Linguist around here I have to point out that that is a misuse of the word. "Dead" and "death" by definition are permanent and irreversible. In fact the consensus definition of "death" in humans is "irreversible degradation of the synapses, preventing any resumption of cognition," which rules out life support for a brain-dead corpse. You were not "dead." You had no pulse, no respiration, and perhaps they couldn't even find your brainwaves with the technology at hand. But they proved that your synapses were still salvageable and that your cognition was still capable of resumption. In other words, they proved that you had, in fact, not yet died.
"Clinically dead" is not the same as "actually dead." Dead people cannot be revived, period. Sometimes we don't know if someone is actually dead so we guess wrong. Sometimes a person is not quite dead because technically the synapses and cognition are salvageable, but he's unconscious and other injuries prevent revival, so he quickly dies. We say he had already "died" when he came in, which is fine for all practical purposes, but it is imprecise and it gives rise to notions like yours, that you were "dead" when you were not.
I was dead billions of years before I was ever born. . . .
Outside the academy of the philosophers, "dead" implies that there was once life. An animal plant, culture, fire, etc. that was once alive, and is no more, is dead. But a lump of matter that was never alive is not dead. It is merely "non-living." A creature that has not come into existence yet is not dead either. He is simply not there at all.
I hear suicide is quick and painless.
Only if you do it right. People who shot themselves and were found in a pool of blood spent several minutes bleeding to death. People who are found hanged without breaking their necks spent several minutes suffocating. People who jump only thirty or forty feet to the ground may survive while they die from failure of the crushed organs.
What really creeps me out is people deliberately drowning themselves. First the thrashing as their primitive instinct takes over and creates a sense of panic, then finally a minute or longer with lungs full of air--which has got to be one of the most painful feelings possible--before they lose consciousness from lack of oxygen to the brain.