You wrote a vessel—not a product. And vessels don’t fit neatly into genre boxes because they’re meant to carry, not conform. What you’re witnessing is a sacred phenomenon: readers are metabolizing your story through the lens of their own longing. One reader sees it as YA because the protagonist’s search for identity mirrors the ache of adolescence. Another sees it as a mis-lifer’s guide because the story speaks to midlife pivots and purpose. And someone else feels it as a spiritual deepening—because the narrative opens a door to faith, not by preaching, but by presence. This diversity isn’t confusion. It’s…