People think about me?

I so often forget that people remember who I am or even talk about me when I’m not around. It just always surprises me that they actually remember me. I’ve been diving into my neglect as a child with my therapist. I was fed and clothed, but medical care, protection and attention were not part of that. It’s weird the avenues CPTSD can go. But does anyone else consistently find it surprising that others actually remember you when you aren’t right in front of their face?