A lot of Shirley Jackson's work.
Most strikingly for me is Hangsaman, which ends the novel on a moment full of positive language and momentum, but is such a mix of emotions.
"...she looked fondly up at them and smiled. As she had never been before, she was now alone, and grown-up, and powerful, and not at all afraid."
That seems uniformly positive, Natalie has changed in some unspecified but readily apparent way, and that change has pushed her foward(no longer a child, powerless, or afraid). But at the same time we see where she he is headed(back to her college) and where this newfound positivity is pointing her(to the horrible people there and the stifling world of late 1940s America), and we see that the girl she was, the one we've been reading about this whole time, has to be lost for this new version of Natalie to continue.
And Shirley Jackson's interest in queerness and yet adamant refusal to accept that interest gives the whole thing a depressing air, Natalie confronts her queer shadow-self and rejects it for the conformity of the times she lives in.