I am a type 1 diabetic and, frankly, it is a pain in the arse. However, my brother in law is epileptic.
I’d rather be diabetic.
I’m glad I like my in-laws.
I’m glad I don’t have kids. I like most kids I’ve met, so it’s not that, but having to be responsible for the care and well-being of a helpless, impressionable human 24/7 is completely beyond my psychological and financial resources.
I’m glad I had father that loved me, still loves me and never had a mean thing to say about anyone. I’m glad he loves my mom and they are still together (I’m glad my mom has stuck with my dad, despite his chronic depression)
I actually feel incredibly lucky and even a little guilty acknowledging this. Many people I know don’t have fathers in the picture or never heard “I love you” coming from dad’s mouth.
It hasn’t been until fairly recently that I felt fully appreciative of my dad’s love and affection…
This has occurred to me too. Have you ever noticed how complicated everything is? Like getting around using public transport in an unfamiliar big city, for example. Preparing one’s taxes (although Turbotax helps a lot). Paperwork in general. Figuring out what funds to choose for a ROTH IRA or 401(K). Dealing with insurance companies. Everything seems so complex.
I’m also glad I don’t have tinnitus. Imagine having a sound in your ears that you can never get rid of.
Me too, but from the opposite direction of someone who is quite comfortable with being gay.
Oh my GOD yes! Add me to the list of people who live in fear of developing an allergy or intolerance that fucks my diet of hugely too.
The big one for me though is chronic pain. A friend of mine, and someone I work with, both have this and I don’t know how they haven’t killed themselves.
I’m glad I don’t own any pets. I generally like animals, but cats and dogs kept inside your home will destroy your home, it’s value, and general appeal to visitors.
Glad I don’t have any ED issues.
Glad I don’t have to get up in the middle of the night to urinate. I would hate that (but not as much as I would hate ED issues).
Estranged from family, ADD, severe depression BUT:
I’m physically healthy, and have a job that I absolutely love. And a housekeeper that keeps the overall destruction caused by my live-in animals to a minimum.
I must nearly have 100 of them, but amongst them is not a dog with XX genes.
Many of the ones that sprang to mind when I saw the title have been mentioned. I am not afflicted by:
- lactose intolerance
- gluten intolerance
- migraines (I’ve had two in my entire life - I can’t imagine getting two a week or more!)
- allergies to critters
- allergies to foods
- major physical health problems
Great, now I gotta go be all grateful and shit for a while.
Yesterday I was glad not to have the rotovirus or whatever it is that’s going around. Today I have it. Boo.
I’m glad I don’t have cataplexy.
Just the other day, I was talking to my friend about my issues with my body. Then I said “But you know what? At least I don’t have a butter face.” Because my body can be whipped into shape, but if you’re born with an ugly face, there’s not a whole lot you can do about it.
I feel really lucky that I can pretty much buy whatever groceries I want. I don’t have terribly expensive food tastes, but I think it must suck to have to be really careful in the market, or to have to eat on the cheap every day because there’s just not enough money to buy everything I want or need.
::nitpick:: The OP asked about problems you’re glad that you don’t have.
I’m very glad that I’m NOT illiterate! 
Because then I wouldn’t be able to peruse the SDMB and interact with all of you. 
(bolding mine)
Meh… You get used to it. 
I’ve had it since I was about ten. It’s fairly severe in my right ear, a cousin fired a .22 cal. revolver about a foot away from my ear.
My left ear is about half as bad.
Accumulative nerve damage over many years, from lack of hearing protection and being a carpenter/working in the construction industry all of my life.
I’m glad I didn’t have dumbshit cousins as a kid.
Yep… You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose.
Hell, you might even be able to pick your friend’s nose. 
But you can’t pick your kinfolk.
I’m glad I have never had any family issues. I love my family, and though there have always been ups and downs (and I have lived in a separate country to them for the past ten years, which probably helps a bit) we have always gotten on really well together with no dramas whatsoever.
For most of my life I could say “I’m glad I don’t have to deal with gaining weight” but that has very recently changed, which is unexpected and annoying.
You stole mine