These identities served an important adaptive function when you were a little one in your family of origin. They helped you to make sense of how it could possibly be that you did not receive good contact, attunement, and mirroring from your caregivers. Because it was just too unsafe for you to see that such empathic failure was the result of their own limitations, you internalized it and blamed yourself. "Oh, I am not receiving love because I am not lovable as I am, because I am flawed, because something is inherently wrong with me."
But here you are, several decades later, and you are awake and alive. You want to touch the mysteries of giving and receiving love, and are now ready to know what is true more than you want to feel safe, to be 'right,' and to maintain any fixed identity about yourself. Slowly, but courageously – and with the tools of wild, embodied kindness and self-care – you can meet, honor, and then release these dream figures from your life, from your nervous system, and from the very cells of your sacred heart.
With the medicine of pure kindness, allow the unworthy one, the one who is not enough, the unlovable one, and the defective one to go on their way, to be recycled into the muddy gooey earth, where they will be transmuted into particles of blazing compassion, raining down on all beings in all worlds.