Screw the walrus I am the chamelion

Sooo, I have been told I am the chamelion. I adapt to what ever relationship I am in. "I sadly think that is true. My first marriage I got my dive ticket and my hunting licence cause that is what he was into. My second marriage, I indulged sports and old time rock and roll. The relationships between, before and after, I have adapted to other interests, where the hell did I go? What do I actually give a crap about? Do I even exist?