Anna,
I wanted to respond to this feeling you describe that certain things are immense and unchangeable -- a frustration which obviously everyone can relate to whether or not they are engaged on ambitous programs of character improvement.
I would say that an important antidote to this feeling is to notice that we change constantly, in deep ways, whether we like it or not. Look at the people you have known for ten years or more -- almost no one is exactly like they were before. They are different in hugely important ways, and not always necessarily for the better: character, tolerance, humilty, arrogance, ambition, dependence, courage, and many others, all serious stuff. Of course, the actual changes in any particular person are perhaps not the ways in which they expected or tried to change. But across the spectrum, more or less all kinds of changes are represented. Another interesting way to see this is in retrospectives of a particular artist, something which allows you to see a single person's work and thought over the course of forty, fifty, sixty years.
Imagining that your character, with all its flaws, will stand still is like imagining your body will never change. It is affected by every movement you make -- the question is what use you make of this awareness. Mia mentions here
post the old chestnut that no one deserves the way they look at twenty, but they are responsible for the way they look at forty. When you repeat old habits, you constantly cut the grooves deeper; when you act differently, you slowly build new muscles. The cumulative effect depends on the strength of the difference.
There is a certain disservice to ourselves which we do by calling something a "habit" as if it has been fixed once and for all and is not affected by whether or not we continue to entertain it. As long as one is alive, every act is also a choice. Of course, it is no small task to know oneself well enough to get to the root of problems and questions, and to understand precisely what choices are being made --- but the questions are there and cast their shadows whether one's eyes are open or not.