Our Founder’s Story

I didn’t become a builder because it was trendy.

I became a builder because of what I lived through.

When I was four years old, my life changed in an instant.

We were in a freak accident—one that broke the normal storyline of childhood.

My mother was run over by her own car.

I was inside it.

I didn’t cause it.

But I believed I did.

And when a child believes something like that, it doesn’t just become a thought—

it becomes a lifelong imprint.

From that moment forward, I watched suffering up close.

Not from a distance. Not as a concept.

As a daily reality.

I watched my mother live in pain.

And because I loved her—and because I carried guilt I couldn’t name—

I carried the weight too.

I learned early that pain isn’t always loud.

Sometimes it’s silent.

Sometimes it’s chronic.

Sometimes it sits in the room with you and changes everything—

and no one else sees it.

That was my origin.

But the deeper truth is this:

That pain didn’t destroy me.

It forged me.

It lit something in me that never shut off—

a refusal to accept that suffering is where the story ends.

Even as a kid, I wanted to fix what couldn’t be fixed.

To make meaning out of what made no sense.

To create safety where chaos had taken it.

That desire became a pattern.

That pattern became a mindset.

And that mindset became belief.

Not passive belief.

Not soft belief.

Belief as a force.

The kind that demands action.

The kind that refuses to sit still.

The kind that turns vision into responsibility.

That’s where my relentless drive comes from.

It’s why I’ve always been unable to simply “live life” at the surface level.

I’m not here to drift.

I’m here to build - now and for the future. 

That’s BeliefingCo.

Tim