Megyn Kelly: why ask this question?

“They tried to destroy me,” Kelly said of the harrowing time during an interview with Frontline.

“I was just doing my job as a reporter. But the way Trump sees media, the way he sees life, is all, ‘They like me, or they don’t like me,'” Kelly says in a preview of the documentary, released Friday.

Megyn Kelly is opening up about the harrowing time she became a target after asking Trump about his behavior towards women.

The former Fox host is speaking out about her treatment by Trump and his supporters after she questioned then-presidential candidate Trump during the Republican primary debate in 2015.

“It was scary at times,” Kelly explained to Frontline. “And Breitbart kept lighting the fire over and over, and I had — and have — three young kids and the security threats were escalating, and we were doing everything in our power to convey to them that they needed to stop. It was one debate question, just one debate question and he handled it fine! So, get off of it, but they couldn’t care less.” Robyn Merrett

Together, they climbed the steep mountain path. The air grew thinner, and the wind tugged at their clothes. At the mountaintop, the breeze turned fierce, threatening to sweep everything away. The chief pointed to the horizon. “Release the feathers.”

The girl hesitated, then let go. The feathers danced in the wind, scattering in all directions. Some soared high, while others fluttered down the slopes. She watched, mesmerized, as they disappeared into the vastness.

They descended, and the chief led her back home. “Return tomorrow morning,” he said.

The next day, the girl returned, expecting more feather-related tasks. Instead, the chief gave her a new assignment: “Find all the feathers you released yesterday.”

She set off determinedly, but as the day wore on, she realized the futility of her task. Feathers had settled in ditches, tangled in bushes, and floated down rivers. Exhausted and disheartened, she returned to the chief with only a few feathers.

The chief studied her tired face. “Gossip is like those feathers,” he said gently. “Once spoken, it flies away, impossible to retrieve. It creates a storm of hurt and misunderstanding. Be mindful of your words, my dear. They shape the atmosphere around you.”

And so, the girl learned a valuable lesson. From that day forward, she guarded her tongue, choosing kindness over gossip. And the village, once filled with whispers, gradually transformed into a place of understanding and compassion.

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