I find your story to be quite similar to my first stimulant experience... Be careful... I found myself feeling something but nothing remotely like what I expected and instead of labeling it as shit in my mind and leaving it he I chose instead to purchase my first bag, smoked it with a friend and again found it disappointing my established concept and expectations, curious and determined to see wtf this shit does to have so many people addicted... Mistake... Ignored my second chance like the first to walk away... Instead fully convinced in my now apparent resistance to it I convinced myself third time's a charm and if I was lucky I'd get a decent high out of it but like before nothing special enough to bring me back... Jesus all outta boredom and curiosity eventually mixing with the idea that I seemed resistant to its effects... I scored that second bag, and smoked it with my friend, in the beginning believing it would end again in disappointment and satisfy my new belief that I was special and resistant to its effects.
We loaded a bowl smoked loaded smoked etc, I felt nothing uniquely attractive once again. That ended after I took the first hit off the fourth or fifth bowl which was my first true whole rock... That first hit was the slowest deepest hit I had ever taken since starting... I exhaled thought still nothing special bout this shit, and suddenly my world changed... It hit me without warning, seemingly from the top of my head and down my back simultaneously, with it shooting through my limbs like rolling waves, assaulting my ability to fathom the sheer ecstasy I was in, like a full body orgasm seemingly endless and exponentially more gratifying than any experience I have had. In that moment, in that moment my life altered dramatically.
CAREFUL FRIEND...
While my use and effects on my life are not the nightmare scenario portrayed by the media as commonplace and inevitable, it is something I would not even wish upon my most hated enemy... I can tell you now if you haven't been impressed so far please count it as a blessing... Walk away if you can... Push for the euphoria instead my friend and you may find that your expectations are met and blown away...
I am a rambler and I am sorry for it...
Finishing now I'll compare it. Your situation is similar to Russian roulette, you pulled the trigger five times and found yourself safe, but you're playing by yourself in this instance... Praise your luck and run away...
I hope you walk away.
I didn't.