Padme would never say that her life is as bad as his in the Dreams. He had a hell of a lot more to deal with than a girl who grew up on a lovely planet and became Queen, but being Queen wasn't as simplistic as she would have thought. The whole handmaiden thing was still weird to her and the last thing she wanted as any of those women to die for her. Comparisons were never exact and she knew if anyone deserved something better out of their Dream life it would be Anakin.
And then Anakin took a step back from her and she knew something was going on. His expression was hard to read, but there was something going on in his head. Some pieces connecting that probably weren't something Padme would approve of. The moment he shook his head her arms came up to cross in front of her chest, her body language turning a little angrier, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Here's the thing, Anakin, you can't tell me what to do," Padme was incredibly stubborn about things and one of them was helping people she cared about, "You can tell me that I can't help you, you can avoid me if you want, you can ignore me if I show up at your place, but you can't stop me from trying to help you. If you honestly think that pushing people away is going to make this easier on you then you're wrong." He shouldn't be pushing people away in a time like this and even if he tried Padme wasn't going to allow him.