Do you see ghosts?

Does anyone else “see ghosts?” I don’t mean literal people who others cannot see. That’s a different symptom. Sometimes I see a real life person who reminds me, deeply and viscerally, of someone I used to know. Sometimes I can’t even explain how or why. I just…know them. Or I think I do. I want to believe I do. I don’t have a lot of my past. It’s fragmented and disjointed, like me. Lately I’ve been spending more and more time among people who remind me of people who I once loved and lost. It scares me and it scares the ghosts. But they’re all so beautiful…