I Should Sell My Life to the Soap's

SIGH...... My sister got sentenced yesterday.  She was charged with possesion of crack cocaine and intent to sell.  She got 2 years plus a few day's in a federal prison.  6-8 months if she behaves. We were just starting to get a relationship.  Something we have never had, not once, in our whole lives.  I hated who she was for my whole 23 years.  And now, just when we start to connect, she goes away.  I know she has to pay her dues for what she's done.  But maybe prison will set her back to her old self.  Maybe we won't have anything when she comes out.... And to boot, her middle child, she's 13, screamed in the middle of her class today that she wanted to slit her wrists and then she pulled a powder.  The cops found her, and they took her to the hospital, where she was forcibly admitted to the psychiatric ward.  Jeepers.  I know this is what's best for her too...but we live in a small town, and this is going to get around.  Now she is going to be the crack whore's crazy daughter, instead of just the crack whore's daughter.  I had my fair share of hard knocks at her age....homelessness, abuse...heck...I was locked in a closet for 20 hours.  But I'm a different person then she is, and as hard as it was, I survived.  I don't know if she can.  She can't get out until the doctor's discharge her.  SIGH.... How do you jump over puddles when your standing in a river??