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Hieronder vind je de verschillende teksten die al zijn gepasseerd tijdens de bijeenkomsten:


19 november, lezing ACT-therapie en slaap
The Sound of Silence – Simon and Garfunkel (liedje)

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”


22 oktober, 2019: Als de verveling toeslaat…
Speech van Alan Watts, Work as Play

…”I happen to be a lover of archery but I don’t like archery for killing things. I like it as a sport but what I like most of all, is to set an arrow free, like it were a bird and now, when you get far up in the sky [shoots arrow] you watch it and it suddenly turns and drops. What is it that fascinates us about that? Because it’s not useful, it doesn’t really achieve anything that we would call purpose at work. It simply is what we call play but in our culture we make an extremely rigid division between work and play. You’re supposed to work in order to earn enough money to give you sufficient leisure time for something entirely different called having fun or play.

Imagine, too, if you were a bus driver. Bus driver is ordinarily, ordinarily
considered an absolutely harassed person. You’ve got to watch out for all the laws, all the competing traffic. The cops, the people coming on board giving their fares and he has to give them change and if he has it in his head that this is work, it will be hell. But let’s suppose he has a different thing in his head. Supposing that he has the idea that moving this enormous conveyance through complicated traffic. It is a very, very subtle game, and he has the same feeling about it that you might have if you were playing the guitar or dancing. And so he goes through that traffic avoiding this, and avoiding that and taking the affairs like this and he makes a music of the whole thing. Well he’s not going to be tired out at the end of the day. He’s going to be full of energy when he gets through his job.

The art of washing dishes is that you only have to wash one at a time. If you’re doing it day after day, you have in your mind’s eye an enormous stack of filthy dishes, which you have washed up in years past, and an enormous stack of filthy dishes, which you will wash up in years future. But if you, bring in your mind to the state of reality, which has, is, as I pointed out to you, only now, this is where we are, there is only now. You only have to wash one dish, it’s the only dish you’ll ever have to wash, this one. You ignore all the rest, because in reality, there is no past and there is no future, there is just now, so you wash this one and instead of thinking, have I got it really clean as my mother taught me with an angry voice that I had to get every little scrap off it, you know and she got angry at you. Instead, you turn the cleaning movement into a dance. Like this, and you dig there and you swing that plate around and you let the rinsing water go over it, and you put it off in the rack. Crazy, see, you take the next one. and you get this rhythm going, see?…This is the real secret of life — to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realize it is play.”


17 september, 2019: Waarom voelen we zoveel?
Happiness – Molly Drake (liedje)

Happiness is like a bird with twenty wings,
Try to catch him as he flies,
Happiness is like a bird that only sings,
When his head is in the skies.

You can try to make him walk beside you,
You can say the door is open wide,
If you grab at him, woe betide you,
I know because I’ve tried.

Like a butterfly upon an April morning,
Very quickly taking fright,
Happiness is come and gone without a warning,
Jack-O-Lantern in the night.

I will follow him across the meadow,
I will follow him across the hill,
And if I can catch him I will try to bring you,
Oh yes, happiness
If I can catch him I will try to bring you
All my love and happiness.

17 september, 2019: Waarom voelen we zoveel?
I’m tired – Phil Ochs (liedje)

Sometimes I feel that the world isn’t mine
It feeds on my hunger and tears on my time
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired
Every face on the street is as cold the air
As hard as the pavement moves ‘neath my feet
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired

Sometimes I stop and ask to myself
Oh why should I be so alone
It comes and it goes
And nobody knows
For they’re blind with a pain all their own
So I start out again with a smile on my face
To hide all the empty and search for a friend
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired

Sometimes I stop and ask to myself
Oh why should I be so alone
It comes and it goes
And nobody knows
For they’re blind with a pain all their own
So I start out again with a smile on my face
To hide all the empty and search for a friend
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired

Sometimes I feel that the world isn’t mine
It feeds on my hunger and tears on my time
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired
Every face on the street is as cold the air
As hard as the pavement moves ‘neath my feet
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired

Sometimes I stop and ask to myself
Oh why should I be so alone
It comes and it goes
And nobody knows
For they’re blind with a pain all their own
So I start out again with a smile on my face
To hide all the empty and search for a friend
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired

Sometimes I stop and ask to myself
Oh why should I be so alone
It comes and it goes
And nobody knows
For they’re blind with a pain all their own
So I start out again with a smile on my face
To hide all the empty and search for a friend
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired
And I’m tired
Yes, I’m tired


18 juni, 2019: AD(H)D Zomer Café: een jaaroverzicht
Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen – Acda en de Munnik (liedje)

Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
Ik was het maanden al van plan
Maar pas toen iedereen gezegd had dat het niet kon, ging ik lopen
Kijk me lopen toch, hier loop ik dan.

Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
Ik heb de meningen geteld
En heb bedacht dat het niets uit maakt
Want als men niks vindt word zelfs dat nog als een mening je verteld.
Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
En waar ik loop is van nu af aan een weg.

Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
Ik maak me klein bij elk geluid
Ik ben veel banger dan ik was, toen ik nog stil stond; mag zo wezen,
maar ik kom eindelijk, ik kom eindelijk vooruit.

Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
En waar ik loop is van nu af aan een weg.

Kijk me lopen zeven sloten
Hoogste bergen andersom
Ik ben hoe dan ook gaan lopen
Ik zie wel waar ik kom
Diepe dalen, mooie paden
Ik glim bij wat ik zachtjes haast onhoorbaar fluisterend zeg:
“Waar ik gelopen heb
is van nu af aan een weg.”

Vandaag ben ik gaan lopen
Omdat dat is wat ik wou
Ik heb geen idee waarom men zei dat het niet kon, zeg liever ‘ga maar, dat is leuk, dat moet je doen’
Want kijk me lachen dan.
Hier loop ik nou…


21 mei, 2019: Natuurlijke ondersteuning bij AD(H)D
Ik ben anders dan de rest – Jochem Myjer (liedje)


16 april, 2019: AD(H)D en medicatie
Ik hou van mij – Harrie Jekkers (liedje)

Ik hou van .. mij
hoor je nooit zingen
ik hou van mij
word nooit gezegd
maar ik hou van mij
ga ik toch zingen
want ik hou van mij, van mij alleen
en ik meen het echt
Ik hou van mij
want ik ben te vertrouwen
ik hou van mij
van mij kan ik op aan
ik hou van mij
op mij kan ik tenminste bouwen
ik hou van mij
en ik laat mij nooit meer gaan
Ik blijf bij mij
en niet voor even
ik blijf bij mij
voor eeuwig en altijd
ben zelfs bereid
m’n leven voor mezelf te geven
ik blijf bij mij
totdat de dood mij scheidt
Ik hou van jou
zeg ik soms ook wel
ik hou van jou.. schat
en ik meen het echt
maar ik hou van jou zeg ik
alleen maar voor de spiegel
zo komt ik hou van jou
weer bij mezelf terecht
Ik hou van mij, van mij, van mij
en van geen ander
want ik ben verreweg de leukste die ik ken
ik hoef mezelf zo nodig
voor mij niet te veranderen
ik hou van mij, mezelf
gewoon zoals ik ben
Want ik hou van jou
betekent meestal
schat hier heb je m’n problemen
los maar op
ik leef in een hel
en verwacht van jou de hemel
ja, jij geeft de hel weg
dankjewel zeg
rot lekker op
Dat hou van een ander,
dat heb jij alleen maar nodig
omdat je niet genoeg kan houden van jezelf
hou van jou joh,
maak de ander overbodig
ware liefde, geloof me, begint altijd bij jezelf.
Want ik hou van jou
is niet de sleutel tot de ander
maar ik hou van mij
al klinkt het bot en slecht
want wie van zichzelf houdt
die geeft pas echt iets kostbaars
als hij ik hou van jou
tegen een ander zegt.

19 maart, 2019: volwassen AD(H)D
Een gedicht door en van Lou Whiting


19 februari, 2019: AD(H)D of jagersinstinct?
Poem by E.H (Erin Hanson; The Poetic Underground)

You are not your age,
Nor the size of clothes you wear,
You are not a weight,

Or the colour of your hair.
You are not your name,
Or the dimples in your cheeks,
You are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak,
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You’re the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried,
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
When you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places that you’ve been to,
And the one that you call home,
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom,
And the future you dream of,
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems that you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not.

22 januari, 2019: Mind full of mindful?
Where the Light Comes Down – Carrie Newcomer (liedje)

It took dog days and years
To catch a moment when it’s here
And that hay bales just might
Be mostly made of light
And that leaves can fall like shining golden coins


I can feel it in the hollow spaces
In the quiet places
Where the light comes down
I can see it in strangers faces
In the lines and traces
On the winter ground

Where the light comes down

It took awhile before I saw
That the world is mostly made of ache and awe
And that some nights hum with sound
And sometimes silence is a noun
And that dust and snow can swirl like falling scarves


I can feel it in the hollow spaces
In the quiet places
Where the light comes down
I can see it in strangers faces
In the lines and traces
On the winter ground
Where the light comes down


Ashes fall and waters rise
Seasons change before our eyes
It took time to finally know
That a luna moth will quickly come and go

And that distraction is a thief
Of all that’s shining and brief
Gone in a brilliant startle of wings

I can feel it in the hollow spaces
In the quiet places
Where the light comes down
I can see it in strangers faces
In the lines and traces
On the winter ground
Where the light comes down


20 november, 2019: In relatie tot…
Tekst uit “The Comprehensive ENFP survival guide”, geschreven door Heidi Priebe
(Een ENFP persoonlijkheidstype is 1 van de 16 persoonlijkheidstypes uit de MBTI test, je kunt de test onder andere hier doen: https://www.16personalities.com/nl/persoonlijkheidstest. Grappig genoeg testen veel AD(H)D’ers als een ENFP persoonlijkheidstype. ENFP of AD(H)D, wie zal het zeggen? In ieder geval is een stukje uit het boek erg herkenbaar, het gaat over ENFP & Partners)

“Warning to Other Types: Don’t Date an ENFP

Don’t date an ENFP. You’ll never have the same day twice. ENFPs are a whirlwind of thoughts and ideas. They are bursting with plans for trips that you could take, things you could create, ways in which your lives could open up and expand and evolve. Monotony is not the ENFP cup of tea and they are constantly looking for ways to spice up life and keep things fresh. If you are looking for a dull, predictable partner who abhors trying anything new, you should run far away from the ENFP.

Don’t date an ENFP. They will challenge your opinions and thoughts. This type has a whirring, restless mind that examines things from every perspective. They will present you with new facts and figures. They’ll entice you with new points of view. This type isn’t one to sit back, nod politely and agree calmly with everything you say. ENFPs have a mind of their own and they will use it to invigorate yours. If it’s a lifetime of small talk that you’re looking for, steer clear of the ENFP.

Don’t date an ENFP. They will shower you with love and affection. This type possesses a heart so full it’s bursting – with love for the people around them, with passion for their chosen career, with the world that they’re lucky to live in and the people who make it all up. You will not wonder where you stand with an ENFP. They will flatter you with words and affection. They will rave about you to all their friends. They will readily remind you why they love you and they’ll fight to ensure that you’re happy. If you’re looking for a cold and distant partner, the ENFP is not for you.

Don’t date an ENFP. They’ll show you what independence looks like. This type goes for what they want unabashedly and pursues each of their passions single-handedly. They will not fit into the palm of your hand; this type has wings that they intend to spread wide, they have goals and they intend to aim high. If you are looking for a quiet, docile partner, do not go after the ENFP. They don’t expect a partnership to limit them and they don’t plan to place limits on you either.

Don’t date an ENFP. They will bring new people into your life. They will bring home the kooky and creative. They’ll befriend your community and neighbours. This type will love your family like they are your own, they’ll cherish your friends more than you know. ENFPs love everybody that they meet and if you want a judgmental, standoffish partner, you’ll be barking up the dead wrong tree.

Don’t date an ENFP. They’ll push you to reach your full potential. They’ll see the best in you, the brightest in you, the person you’re capable of becoming and they’ll challenge you to finally become it. You’ll never feel weak or incapable with the ENFP in your life. You’ll have no excuse to sit back, wallow in a pool of self-pity and let your true potential pass you by. The ENFP will bring out the best in you. And if you’re happy wallowing in your worst, you definitely shouldn’t date one.

Don’t date an ENFP. They will take you to go see the world. Life with the ENFP will be one big, never ending adventure. They’ll cook you foods you’ve never tasted, bring you to places you have only dreamed of, sweep you away into a world full of excitement and passion and growth. Life will not be small or unremarkable with the ENFP by your side. There will be no room for playing it safe, for keeping it simple, for letting life pass you by one slow, monotonous day at a time.

You should not date an ENFP. Because they’ll turn your whole world upside down. And you will never be able to go back.”


16 oktober, 2019: Terug naar de Kern
Sterre Hunvie – uit het boek “Leven met ADD”

Teruggetrokken en afwezig
Starend voor je uit
Levend in je eigen wereld
Niet afgeleid door een geluid
Een aanraking brengt je terug
Verward kijk je mij aan
Niet geluisterd naar mijn woorden
Mij gewoon niet hebben zien staan
Je gedachten malen verder
Te veel dingen aan je hoofd
Je probeert er bij te blijven
Je voelt je als verdoofd
Een minuut is je aandacht bij mij
Dan herinner je weer iets
Je gaat over naar iets anders
Je zintuigen terug naar niets
Duizend gedachten in een minuut
Komen in jouw hoofd voorbij
Zo verwarrend en vermoeiend
In jouw geheugen hoogtij
Kon ik je maar helpen
Kon ik maar iets voor je doen
Behalve dan een dikke knuffel
En een lieve zoen


18 september, 2019: Opstarten
False Alarm – KT Tunstall (liedje)

I’m trying to put this thing to bed
I’ve drugged it in its sleep
There isn’t many memories
I’m comfortable to keep

This ball keeps rolling on
It’s heading for the streets
Keep expecting you to send for me
The invitation never comes

[Chorus:]
Each time I turn around
There’s nothing there at all
So tell me why I feel like
I’m up against a wall
But maybe it’s a false alarm
Every answer sounds the same
Just colours bleeding into one
That hasn’t got a name
Maybe I can’t see
Maybe it’s just me

Now the curtain’s coming up
The audience is still
I’m struggling to cater for
The space I’m meant to fill

And distance doesn’t care
No, distance doesn’t care

[Chorus]

I’m trying to put this thing to bed
I drugged it in its sleep
Remember what you said
Are you comfortable to keep it?

Keep it.