Long text but please read.
Long text but please read.
Before my appointment, I read several reviews about Andreas, but since I was desperate for help and had already waited six months to see him (now I understand why), I decided to ignore them.
My first appointment wasn’t with him but with a woman who was responsible for collecting my background information. She explained that this was meant to help Andreas prepare for our session, which initially gave me a good impression and seemed professional.
However, my second appointment—this time with Andreas himself—was disappointing. I don’t know how things typically work here, but a 30-minute session hardly feels sufficient to discuss everything I needed to explain. He asked me many of the same questions as the first woman, then asked me to list three things that bother me the most in my daily life (which are not enough to describe everything that I have trouble with). After I shared them, he immediately concluded that I don’t have a disorder, JUST anxiety, and recommended behavioral therapy refusing to do a test. I explained, multiple times, that I had already been in therapy for a long time and that it wasn’t working for me. Despite this, he dismissed my concerns.
I left that session feeling sad, frustrated, alone, and unheard. But since waiting for another specialist would take two more years (again), I decided to give him a chance—after all, he was the “professional.”
I attended several sessions with the therapist he recommended, who advised me to stop seeing my current therapist because it could interfere with the process (thankfully, I didn’t listen). He also explained that Andreas’ reasoning was that we needed to address my anxiety first to see what was “underneath”—otherwise, we wouldn’t know if I had a disorder. This was a complete lie.
After giving it a fair chance and seeing no improvement, I stopped booking appointments.
Now, I feel helpless, like I’ll never get the help I truly need.